So spoke Afpafio, firm poffeft Then breathed his foul into its reft, He was a man among the few Sincere on virtue's fide; And all his ftrength from fcripture drew, To hourly use applied. That rule he prized, by that he feared, Nor ever frowned, or fad appeared, But when his heart had roved. For he was frail as thou or I, And evil felt within: But when he felt it, heaved a figh, Such lived Afpafio; and at last Called up from Earth to Heaven, The gulph of death triumphant paffed, His joys be mine, each Reader cries, They fhall be yours, my Verse replies, ON A SIMILAR OCCASION, FOR THE YEAR 1790. Ne commonentem recta sperne. BUCHANAN. Despise not my good counsel. He who fits from day to day, Hardly knows that he has fung. Where the watchman in his round Wakes the fooner for his cry. So your verfe-man I, and clerk, Yearly in my fong proclaim Death at hand-yourselves his mark- Duly at my time I come, Publishing to all aloud Soon the grave must be your home, And your only fuit, a shroud. But the monitory strain, Oft repeated in your ears, Can a truth, by all confeffed Of fuch magnitude and weight, Pleafure's call attention wins, Hear it often as we may; New as ever feem our fins, Though committed every day. Death and judgment, Heaven and Hell Thefe alone, fo often heard, No more move us than the bell When fome ftranger is interred. Oh then, ere the turf or tomb Spirit of inftruction come, Make us learn that we muft die. ON A SIMILAR OCCASION, FOR THE YEAR 1792. Felix, qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas, VIRG. Happy the mortal, who has traced effects THANKLESS for favours from on high, But he, not wife enough to fcan Would gladly stretch life's little span |