The waves with Eastern breezes curl'd, Had filver'd half the liquid plain; The anchors weigh'd, the fails unfurl', Serenely mov'd the wooden world,

And stretch'd along the main.

The scaly natives of the deep,

Prefs to admire the vaft machine,
In fporting gambols round it leap,
Or fwimming low, due distance keep,
In homage to their queen.'

Thus, as life glides in gentle gale Pretended friendship waits on pow'r, But early quits the borrow'd veil When adverse Fortune fhifts the fail, And haftens to devour.

In vain we fly approaching ill,
Danger can multiply its form;

Expos'd we fly like Jonas ftill,

And heaven, when 'tis heaven's will,
O'ertakes us in a storm.

The distant furges foamy white

Foretel the furious blast ;
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Dreadful, tho' diftant was the fight,

Confed'rate winds and waves unite,

And menace ev'ry mast.

Winds whistling thro' the fhrouds, proclaim
A fatal harvest on the deck,

Quick in purfuit as active flame,
Too foon the rolling ruin came,
And ratify'd the wreck.

Thus, Adam fmil'd with new-born grace,
Life's flame infpir'd by heav'nly breath;
Thus the fame breath sweeps off his race,
Disorders Nature's beauteous face,
And spreads difeafe and death.

Stripp'd of her pride, the veffel rolls,
And as by fympathy she knew
The fecret anguish of our souls,
With inward deeper groans condoles
The danger of her crew.

Now what avails it to be brave,

On liquid precipices hung? Sufpended on a breaking wave, Beneath us yawn'd a fea-green grave, And filenc'd ev'ry tongue.

The faithlefs flood forfook her keel,

And downward launch'd the lab'ring hull,

Stun'd fhe forgot awhile to reel

And feel almoft, or feem'd to feel

A momentary lull.

Thus

Thus in the jaws of death we lay,

Nor light, nor comfort found us there,
Loft in the gulph and floods of spray
No fun to chear us, nor a ray
Of hope, but all despair.

The nearer fhore, the more despair,
While certain ruin waits on land;
Should we pursue our wishes there,
Soon we recant the fatal pray❜r,
And ftrive to fhun the strand.

At length, the Being whose beheft
Reduc'd this Chaos into form,
His goodness and his pow'r exprefs'd,
He spoke and, as a God, suppress'd
Our troubles, and the storm.

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ISAIA H XXXIV.

NOME near, ye nations! and give ear, O earth!

COM

Ce dinant illes, and continents remote,

Where-e'er difpers'd beneath the vast expanse
Of heav'n's high roof, attend! Attend, and hear
Your doom tremendous ratify'd above,

Sad retribution of enormous guilt,

VOL, V.

M

Which

Which calling loud for justice and revenge,
Flew swift as light up to the throne of God,
And pull'd down dire destruction on the earth.
The mighty God, with all his thunder arm'd,
Will caft abroad the terrors of his wrath;
And show'r down vengeance on the guilty land.
The Lord of hofts amidst a night of clouds,
And with the majesty of darkness crown'd,
Thunder'd aloft; and from the inmost heav'n
Hurl'd down impetuous fury swift as thought
Through th' azure void, wide-ftretch'd from pole to pole,
Το ravage
all the boundless universe.

As when a bluft'ring wind rolls from the North,

And shakes all autumn with the driving blast;

So fhall the fury of th' Omnipotent

Destroy the nations, and confound their arms,
Swords, fhields, and spears, and all the pow'rs of war;

With eager speed rush o'er th' embattled ranks,

And thro' the thick battalions urge

its way.

JEHOVAH's arm will shake the vast convex,
And wrap the whole circumference around
In wasting defolation, ruin wide.
Deftructive flaughter, ghaftly to behold,
Dire fpecimen of wrath omnipotent,

Shall march tremendous o'er the burden'd earth,
Opprefs'd, and conscious of unusual weight,
Shrinking beneath the heavy load of death.
The purple piles, and mountains of the flain,

Expiring wretches, pouring out their fouls
With bursts of groans, fhall fill the lab'ring world.
Each flaughter'd corps fhall breath a peftilence;
And wide around diffuse the scents of death.
Th' eternal hills fhall float in seas of blood ;
And mountains vanish in the crimson tide.
Nature's huge volume shall be folded up
Like a vast scroll; and all the glittering orbs
Drop from the heavens like autumnal leaves,
Or the ripe fig, when fultry Sirius reigns;
While peals of thunder rattling in the skies,
Shall roll inceffant o'er th' astonish'd world.
Death and deftruction threat'ning all below,
And in fubftantial darkness high enthron'd,
Shall draw the curtains of eternal night,
And spread confufion hideous o'er the earth,
As when the embryo world ere time began,
In one rude heap, one undigested mass
Of jarring discord, and disorder lay.

The fun, amaz'd to see the wild obfcure,

No more with radiant light shall gild the skies;
No more diffufing his all-genial beams

On the high mountains spread the shining morn;
But downwards flaming thro' the vast immense,
Shall hide his glory in eternal night.

Thus in loud thunder speaks th' Almighty Sire-
In copious flaughter will I take my sword,