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These praise their Maker all, and lift in praise
But see! in mild, resplendent majesty,
How chang'd the prospect from the scene of late, When darkness, emblem of still nature's grave, Had clos'd her in a temporary death; Annihilating colours, sense, and forms, On ev'ry lid bad shed her poppy dews, And round creation's silent bed had drawn Her sable curtains of nocturnal gloom.
Thus looks the convert,-late in bondage lock'd
Is light so grateful to the human sense?
Welcome bright influence ! kindest gift of Him Who bade thy orb of splendours pour on earth Life, health, and joy! thy warm, thy friendly ray How grateful! while the vapour-weeping mead Reeks with chill mist, an incommodious track For the rash trav'ler yet, whose welt'ring feet Brush from the plaishy blades the tears of morn. Here let me wander, where in fragrance full Or rosy light, this more inviting hill Drinks on his sloping side, the franker beam. With pace relax'd the steep ascent I gain; But gain with toil-how like the christian's path: A sweetly-pleasing, yet laborious wayAnd now, how vast a landscape, kenn'd from hence, Breaks on my 'wilder'd eye! in roving lost, From field, farm, village, park, dale, stream, and grove. Gay primrose lawns, flaming in vernal gold, Or daisy-interlaid, of checquer'd hues :
With herds and flocks, wide feeding round at will;
The peopled rookery-all abroad on wing, Each with their several families employ'd, Training to industry their callow broods. To man how moral! loud it speaks to man : Man may learn here--that indolent !- his work, His duties task: of helpless progeny The care, and erudition's tender toil. Man may learn here—that infidel!--to place On Providence his trust: these all depend On its free almonry :-wide dost thou stretch Preserver kind, thy liberal shedding hand Munificent, and with profusion fill Of every living thing the large desire ! More useful lesson yet to man they teach, To atheist man, that monster rational ! One obvious lesson, more important still: Pray’r,-nature's instinct, innate to the soul, A tax of homage on creation laid, The general bond on universal life. Their morning orisons, their vespers loud These teach their young; the infant suppliants cry, And ask their meat from God : how sweetly,-hark! Sound their responses ! how devout the charm! And see the sporting minstrels! how in troops They make excursion; now divide, now join Their sable columns; travel and return; Yet never jostle in their mazy fight. While quick observing, through their lofty camp, Their planted centinel gives warning signs. Strange intuition !-cheaply tenanted, Free and at ease they dwell: content each day
With nature's dole, and blest with careless sleep,
Sun-set, and the approach of night. But see, where now, thy own best parallel, See where at length the downward-bearing sun His low, broad orb of setting splendour rests On the green pillow of yon western steep. In smiling radiance bidding half our world Farewell, on speed to visit nether skies. Carrying morn, noon, and night in ceaseless change, Each new, swift minute round the peopld ball. Look! how the rapid journier seems to bait His slack’ning steeds, and loos’d to evening sports, Shoots down obliquely bis diverging beams ! That kindle on opposing hills the blaze Of glitt'ring turrets, and illumin'd domes; A prospect all on fire; 'till sinking still, More, and still sinking, while to sight quite lost, Ais rays play upwards, in the fleecy clouds, That swiftly pencild, dress a mimic scene In fancy's eye, of groves, and whitend alps, And towers romantic, rear'd complete, or waste In ruin'd majesty: with interspace Of golden ether, and Elysian plain :Then vanish quite as soon; and shift by turns