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Spoke like an oracle, they all exclaim,
And yet our lot is giv'n us in a land,
440 Where Science points her telescopick eye, Familiar with the wonders of the sky ; Where bold inquiry, diving out of sight, Brings many a precious pearl of truth to light ; Where naught eludes the persevering quest,
445 That fashion, taste, or luxury, suggest.
But above all, in her own light array'd, See Mercy's grand apocalypse display'd! The sacred book no longer suffers wrong, Bound in the fetters of an unknown tongue; 450 But speaks with plainness, art could never mend, What simplest minds can sooncst comprehend. God gives the word, the preachers throng around, Live from his lips, and spread the glorious sound; That sound bespeaks Salvation on her way, 455 The trumpet of a life-restoring day ; 'Tis heard where England's eastern glory shines, And in the gulfs of her Cornubian mines, And still it spreads. See Germany send forth Her sons* to pour it on the farthest north:
460 Fir'd with a zeal peculiar, they defy The rage and rigour of a polar sky, And plant successfully sweet Sharon's rose On icy plains, and in eternal snows.
O bless'd within th' enclosure of your rocks, 465 Nor herds have ye to boast, nor bleating flocks ; No fertilizing streams your fields divide, That show revers'd the villas on their side ; No groves
have ye; no cheerfui sound of bird, Or voice of turtle in your land is heard ;
470 Nor grateful eglantine regales the smell Of those that walk at ev'ning where ye dwell ;
* The Moravian Missionaries in Greenland. See Krantz Vou. I.
But winter, arm’d with terrours here unknown,
Here see the encouragemont Grace gives to vico,
496 What were they? what enme fools are made by art, They were by nature, atheists head and heart. The gross idolatry blind heathens teach, Was too refin'd for them, beyond their reach. 500 Not e'en the glorious Sun, though men revere The monarch most, that seldom will appear, And tho' his beams, that quicken where they shine, May claiın some right to be esteem'd divine, Not e'en the Sun, desirable as rare,
5!3 Could bend ono knee, engage one votary there ; They wețe, what base Credulity believes True Christians are, dissemblers, drunkards, thieves : The full-gorg'd savage, at his nauseous feast Spent half the darkness, and snor'd out the rest, 510
Was one, whom Justice, on an equal plan
Go now, and with important tone demand
These amidst scenes as waste as if denied The common care that waits on all beside, Wild as if Nature there, void of all good,
540 Play'd only gambols in a frantick mood (Yct charge not heavenly skill with having plann á A play thing world, unworthy of his hand ;) Can see his love, though secret evil lurks In all we touch, stamp'd plainly on his works ; 545 Deem life a blessing with its num'rous woes, Nor spurn away a gift a God bestows.
Hard task indeed o'er arctick seas to roam!
Leuconomus, (beneath well-sounding Greek,
555 Stond pilloried on Infamy's high stage, And bore the pelting scorn of half an age: The very butt of Slander, and the blot For ev'ry dart that Malice ever shot. The man that mention'd him at once dismiss'd 560 All mercy from his lips, and sneer'd and hiss'd; His crimes were such as Sodom never knew, And Perjury stood up to swear all true; His aim was mischief, and his zeal pretence, His speech rebellion against common sense ;
565 A knave, when tried on honesty's plain rule; And when by that of reason, a mere fool ; The World's best comfort was, his doom was pass d: Die when he might, he must be damn'd at last.
Now, Truth, perform thinc office; waft aside 570 The curtain drawn by Prejudice and Pride, Rereal, (the man is dead) to wond'ring eyes, This more than monster in his proper guise. He lov'd the world that hated him ; the tear That dropp'd upon his Bible was sincere :
475 Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life; And he that forg'd, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's int'rest in his heart. Paul's love of Christ, and steadiness unbrib'd, 480 Were copied close in him, and well transcribd. He follow'd Paul ; his zeal a kindred flame, His apostolick charity the same. Like him, cross'd cheerfully tempestuous seas, Forsaking country, kindredi, friends, and easo ; 585
Like him he labour'd, and like him content
No blinder bigot, I maintain it still,
605 By this, with nice precision of design, He draws upon life's map a zigzag line, That shows how far 'tis safe to follow sin, And where his danger and God's wrath begin. By this he forms, as pleas'd he sports along,
610 His well-pois'd estimate of right and wrong ; And finds the modish manners of the day, Though loose, as harmless as an infant's play.
Build by whatever plan Caprice decrees, With what materials, on what ground you please ; 615 Your hope shall stand unblam'd, perhaps admir'd, If not that hope the Scripture has requir'd. The strango conceits, vain projects, and wild dreams, With which hypocrisy for ever teems, (Though other follies strike the publick eye,
620 And raise a laugh,) pass unmolested by ; But if, unblamable in word or thought, A man arise, a man whom God has taught