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Have osttimes no connexion. Knowledge wells
In heads replete with thoughts of other nien;
Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass,
The mere materials with which Wisdom builds,
Till smooth’d, and squar'd, and fitted to its

Does but encumber whom it seems t' enrich.
Knowledge is proud that he has learn’d so much;
Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Books are not seldom talismans and spells,
By which the magic art of shrewder wits
Hold an unthinking multitude enthrall’d.
Some to the fascination of a name,
Surrender judgment hood-wink'd. Some the

style Infatuates, and through labyrinths and wilds Of error leads them, by a tune entranc'd. While sloth seduces more, too weak to bear The insupportable fatigue of thought, And swallowing, therefore, without pause or

choice The total grist unsifted, husks and all. But tree and rivulets, whose rapid course Defies the check of winter, haunts of deer, And sheep-walks populous with bleating lambs, And lanes, in which the primrose ere her time Peeps through the moss, that clothes the haw.

thorn root, Deceive no student. Wisdom there, and truth Not shy as in the world, and to be won By slov solicitation, seize at once

The roving tloughi and fix it or, thenselves.

What prodigies can pow'r divine perform More grand than it produces year by year, And all in sight of inattentive man? Familiar with th' effect, we slight the cause, And in the constancy of Nature's course, The regular return of genial months, And renovation of a faded world, See nought to wonder at. Should God again, As once in Gibeon, interrupt the race Of th' undeviating and punctual sun, How would the world admire! But speaks it less An agency divine, to make him know His moment when to sink and when to rise, Age after age, than to arrest his course ? All we behold is miracle ; but seen So duly, all is miracle in vain. Where now the vital energy, that mov'd While summer was, the pure and subtle lymph Through th' imperceptible meand'ring veins Of leaf and flow'r ? It sleeps; and th' icy

touch Of unprolific winter has impress’d A cold stagnation on th' intestine tide. But let the months go round, a few short months, And all shall be restor'd. These naked shoots, Barren as lances, among which the wind Makes wintry music, sighing as it goes, Shall put their graceful foliage on again, And more aspiring, and with ampler spread, Shall boast new charms, and more than they

have lost.

Then each in iis peculiar honours clad,
Shall publish even to the distant eye
Its family and tribe. Laburnum, rich
In streaming gold; syringa, iv'ry pure ;
The scentless and the scented rose; this ied
And of a humbler growth, other* tall,
And throwing up into the darkest gloom
Of neighb'ring cypress, or more sable yew,
Her silver globes, light as the foamy surf,
That the wind severs from the broken wave;
The lilac, various in array, now white,
Now sanguine, and her beauteous head now set
With purple spikes pyramidal, as if
Studious of ori ament, yet unresolv'd
Which hue she most approv'd, she chose them


Copious of flowers, the woodbine, pale and wan,
But well compensating her sickly looks
With never cloying odours, early and late;
Hypericum all bloom, so thick a swarm
Of flowers, like flies clothing her slender rods,
That scarce a leaf appears ; mezereon, too,
Though leafless, well-attir'd and thick beset
With blushing wreaths, investing every spray ;
Althæa with the purple eye; the broom
Yellow and bright, as bullion unalloy'd,
Her blossoms; and luxuriant above all
The jasmine, throwing wide her elegant sweets,
The deep dark green of whose unvarnish'd lear
Makes more conspicuous, and illumines more

# The Guilder Rose.

The bright yrofusion of her scatter'd stars.-
"These have been, and these shall be in their

day ;
And all this uniform uncolour'd scene
Shall be dismantled of its fleecy load,
And flush into variety again.
From dearth to plenty, and from death to irse,
Is Nature's progress, when she lectures man
In heav'nly truth; evincing, as she makes
The grand transition, that their lives and works
A soul in all things, and that soul is God.
The beauties of the wilderness are his,
That makes so gay the solitary place,
Where no eye sees them. And the fairer forms,
That cultivation glories in, are his.
He sets the bright procession on its way,
And marshals all the order of the year ;
He marks the bounds, which winter may no

And blunts his pointed fury; in its case,
Russet and rude, folds up the tender germ,
Uninjur’d, with inimitable art;
And, ere one flow'ry season fades and dies,
Designs the blooming wonders of the next

Some say that in the origin of things,
When all creation started into birth,
The infant elements receiv'd a law
From which they swerv'd not since. That wi'

der force
Of that controlling ordinance they move,
And need not His immediate hand who first
Prescrib'd their course, to regulate

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Thus dream they, and contrive to save a God Th' encumbrance of his own concerns,

and spare The great artificer of all that moves The stress of a continual act, the pain Of unremitted vigilance and care, As too laborious and severe a task. So man, the moth, is not afraid, it seems, To span omnipotence, and measure might That knows no measure, by the scanty rue And standard of his own, that is to-day, And is not ere to-morrow's sun go down. But how should matter occupy a charge, Dull as it is, and satisfy a law So vast in its demands, unless impellid To ceaseless service by a ceaseless force, And under pressure of some conscious cause ? The Lord of all, himself through all diffus’d, Sustains, and is the life of all that lives. Nature is but a name for an effect, Whose cause is God. He feeds the secret fire, By which the mighty process is maintain’d, Who sleeps not, is not weary ; in whose sight Slow circling ages are as transient days; Whose work is without labour ; whose designs No flaw deforms, no difficulty thwarts ; And whose beneficence no charge exhausts. Him blind antiquity profan'd, not serv'd, With self-taught rites, and under various names Female and male, Pomona, Pales, Pan, And Flora, and Veriumnus; peopling earth With tu'elary goddesses and gods,

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