In orient streams to his fair train afar
Of moving fires, from night's dominion won,
And wondering at the morn's unhop'd return.

In till amazement.loft, th' awaken'd mind
Contemplates this great view, a sun restor’d
With all his worlds! while thus at large her flight
Ranges these untrac'd scenes, progressive borne
Far through ethereal ground, the boundless walk
Of spirits, daily travellers from heaven;
Who pass the mystic gulph to journey here,
Searching th' Almighty Maker in his works
From worlds to worlds, and, in triumphant quire
Of voice and harp, extolling his high praise.

Immortal natures!.cloath'd with brightness round, Empyreal, from the source of light effusid, More orient than the noon-day's stainless beam.

Their will unerring; their affections pure, And glowing fervent warmth of love divine, Whose object God alone : -for all things elfe, Created beauty, and created good, Illufive all, can charm the soul no more. Sublime their intellect, and without spot, Enlarg'd to draw Truth's endless prospect in, Ineffable, eternity and time ; The train of beings, all by gradual scale Descending, fumless orders and degrees; Th’unfounded depth, which mortals dare not try, Of God's perfections ; how these heavens first sprung From unprolific night; how mov'd and'ruld

In number, weight, and measure; wliat hid laws,
Inexplicable, guide the moral world.

Active as fame, with prompt obedience all
The will of heaven fulfil : fome his fierce wiath
Bear through the nations, pestilence and war :
His copious goodness fome, life, light, and bliss,
To thousands. Some the fate of empires rule,
Commiffion'd, sheltering with their guardian wings
The pious monarch, and the legal throne.

Nor is the sovereign, nor th' illustrious great, Alone their care. To every lessening rank Of worth propitious, these blest minds embrace With universal love the just and good, Wherever found ; unpriz’d, perhaps unknown, Deprest by fortune, and with hate pursued, Or insult from the proud oppressor's brow. Yet dear to heaven, and meriting the watch Of angels o'er his unambitious walk, At morn or eve, when Nature's fairelt face, Calmly magnificent, inspires the foul With virtuous rapturès, prompting to forsake The fin-born vanities, and low pursuits, That busy human-kind; to view their ways With pity; to repay, for numerous wrongs, Meekness and charity. Or, rais'd aloft, Fir'd with ethereal ardor, to survey The circuit of creation, all these suns With all their worlds : and still from height to height, By things created rising, last ascend

To that First Cause, who made, who governs all,
Fountain of being, self-existent power,
All-wise, all-good, who from eternal age
Endures, and fills th' immensity of space ;
That infinite diffusion, where the mind
Conceives no limits; undistinguish'd vo
Invariable, where no land-marks are,
No paths to guide Imagination's flight.

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THE EARL OF CHESTERFIELD.