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    « c As from the clouds bursts forth the weight of snow , 205 Lightnings or hail , that blast the scene below . So bursts the ruin of a sinking State From the dark vices of the guilty great . "

    In this blest isle , and shining only here , Astraea , safe in Freedom ' s guardian spear , 210 With native boldness in her balance flings The weak , the mighty ; Ministers and Kings ; e And Piety ' s blind zeal would curse the land , If it could force this balance from , her hand .

    Rise , then ! O rise ! with Hoadly ' s spirit fired , 215 But in thy richer eloquence attired ; Teach us to guard from every mean control That manly vigour of the judging soul , Which Faith approves , which Loyalty allows ! Teach us , while Honour to thy doctrine bows , 220 That Duty ' s praise in no blind worship lies , But Reason ' s homage to the just and wise !

    So to thy Country , to thy God , endeared , By Heaven protected , as on earth revered , May thy mild age in purest fame rejoice ; 225 In fame , where Envy hears no jarring voice ! So may Religion , with divine relief , Drop her rich balm on thy parental grief ! May that sweet comforter , the heavenly Muse ,

    Who fondly treasures Sorrow ' s sacred dews , 230 In Glory ' s vase preserve the precious tear Shed by paternal love on Beauty ' s bier ! (*) And O ! when thou , to Learning ' s deep regret , Must pay , at Nature ' s call , our common debt ; While Life ' s last murmurs shake the parching throat , 235

    And Pity catches that portentous note ; While in its hollow orb the rolling eye Of Hope is turned convulsive to the sky , May holiest visitants , each sainted seer Whose well-known accents warble in thine ear , 240

    Descend , with Mercy's delegated power , To sooth the anguish of that awful hour ; With lenient aid release thy struggling breath , Guide thy freed spirit through the gates of Death , Shew thee , emerging from this earthly storm , 245 Thy loved Maria in a seraph ' s form , And give thee , gazing on the Throne of Grace , * To view thy mighty Maker face to face .

    * This bold expression of exalted piety was borrowed from St . Paul , by the great Conde " , the sublime and enviable circumstances of whose death are thus described by the eloquent Bossuet : — " Oui , dit-il , nous verrons Dieu comme il est , face a face , il repetoit en Latin , avec un gout merveilleux , ces grands mots—sicuti est : facie ad faciem , et on ne se lassoit point de le voir dans ce doux transport" ( ) . Oraison Funebre de Louis de Bourbon *

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    Hayley * * Elegy on the Ancient Greek Model . 623

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1829, page 623, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2576/page/23/