ELEGY on the Death of a Sifter, who died in the fixteenth year of her age. W HILE nature lies in filence, while the moon A glimmering light doth through my window shed, Awake my mufe, and seize this awful gloom, And trace fome moral leffons from the dead. For fure no orator fo well can preach, Or to my wounded breaft this truth convey, In words fo ftrong as Maria's ashes teach, That all must shortly mingle with the clay. Dear hapless Virgin! cropt in life's warm bloom, By death configned to everlasting refl. Ah me! how cold and filent now fhe lies! That gentle form that once looked fresh and gay, The animating sparks fled to the skies, Which rendered active that endearing clay! For lavish Nature early did adorn With every grace:-few could with her compare; But as fweet rofes cropt foon feel decay, How How fhall I paint her in the arms of death! When faith difarmed the tyrant of his power!. Though warm in blooming youth, yet quite refigned: Still do I fee death's languor fhade her eye; By which the immortal spirit took its flight. But thou, dear fpirit, now got paft his power, On wings of lucid air ftand fair confefféd; Declare what region far above the sky, What bowers of fragrant blifs your foul contains; What radiant feraph lent the wings to fly, With speed of angels, through the ætherial plains. Hail, bleffèd religion! Souls inspired by thee, That when the last dread trump fets prisoners free, This gilds the horror of the gloomy tomb, And animates with cheerful hope the juft, Who know the power that points the general doom, SOLON'S SOLON'S CURE FOR GRIEF. IS lot bewailing with unmanly tears, A friend, by this advife, wife Solon cheers: He leads him up to Athens' utmost height, And," From this tower," fays he, "direct your fight: SHORT HYMNS. Jam. ii. 23. And the fcripture was fulfilled which faith, Abraham believed God, and it was imputed to him for righteoufnefs: and he was called the friend of God. R ETURNING from his facrifice, The man whom God vouchfafed to' approve; And perfected in faith and love; Perfect in love which cafts out fear, And intimate with heaven he lived; With glorious dignity endowed, |