Imatges de pÓgina

Nor rests she here her providence, but nips l'Tis thy terrific voice; all nature hears it, With subtle tooth the grain, left from her garner Awaken'd and alarm’d; the feels its force ; In mischievous fertility it steal,

In every fpring the feels it, every wheel, And back to day-light vegetate its way: And every movement of her vast machine. Go to the Ant, thou fluggard, learn to live, Behold! quakes Apennine; behold! recoils And by her wary wavs reform thine own. Athos; and all the hoary-headed Alps But if thy deaden'd sense, and listless thought, Lcap fiom their bases at the god-like sound. More glaring evidence demand ; behold, But what is this, celestial tho' the note, Where yon pellucid populous hive presents And proclamation of the reign supreme, A yet uncopied model to the world!

Compar'd with such as, for a mortal car There Machiavel in the reflecting glass Too great, amaze the incorporeal worlds ? May read himself a fool. The chemist there Should Ocean to his congregated waves May with astonishment invidious view

Call in each river, cataract, and lake, His toils outdone by each plebeian bee,

And with the wat'ry world down a huge rock Who, at the royal mandate, on the wing, Fall headlong in one horrible cascade, From various herbs, and from discordant Powers, 'Twere but the echo of the parting breeze, A perfect harmony of tweets compounds. When zeplıyr faints upon the lily's breast;

Avaunt, Conceit! Ambition, take thy flight 'Twere but the ceasing of some instrument, Back to the Prince of vanity and air!

When the last lingering undulation O! 'tis a thought of energy most piercing; [force Dies on the doubting ear, if nam'd with sounds Form’d to make Pride grow humble; form’d to So mighty ! fo ftupendous ! so divine ! Its weight on the relu&tant inind, and give her But not alone in the aërial vault A true but irksome image of herself.

Does He the dread thcocracy maintain; Woeful vicissitude! when man, fallen man, For oft, enrag'd with his intestine thunders, Who first from Heav'n, from gracious God hinself He harrows up the bowels of the earth, Learn'd knowledge of the brutes, must know, by And thocks the central magnet-Cities then brutes

Totter on their foundations, stately columns, Instructed and reproach'd, the scale of being; Magnific walls, and heaven-assaulting spires. By now degrees from lowly steps ascend, What tho' in haughty eminence erect And trace Omniscience upivards to its spring! Stands the strong citadel, and frowns defiance Yet murmur not, but praise--for tho' we stand On adverse hosts ; tho' many a bastion jut Of many a godlike privilege amerc'd

Furth from the rampart's elevated mound; By Adam's dire transgreffion; tho' no more Vain the poor providence of human art, Is Paradise our home, but o'er the portal And mortal strength how vain ! while underneath Hangs in terrific pomp the burning blade; Triumphs his mining vengeance in th' uproar Still with ten thousand beauties blooms the earth, Of Thatter'd towers, riven rocks, and mountains, With pleasures populous, and with riches crown'd. With clamour inconceivable uptorn, Still is there scope for wonder and for love And hurl'd adown th' abyss. Sulphureous pyrites Ev'n to their last exertion-showers of bleflings Bursting abrupt from darkness into day, Far more than human virtue can deserve, With din outrageous and destructive ire, Or hope expect, or gratitude return.

Augment the hideous tumult, while it wounds Then, Oye people, O ye sons of men,

Th'affictive car, and terrifies the eye, Whatever be the colour of your lives,

And ronds the heart in twain. Twice have we felt, Whatever portion of itself his Wisdom

Within Augusta's walls twice have we felt, Shall deign t'allow, still patiently abide, Thy threaten'd indignation : but even Thou, And praise him more and more; nor ceale to chant Incens'd Omnipotent, art gracious ever ; “ All glory to th' Omniscient, and praise, Thy goodness infinite but mildly warn'd us, “ And pow'r, and domination in the height ! Wish mercy-blended wrath; O spare us still, “ And thou, cherubic Gratitude, whole voice Nor send more dire conviction ! We confess “ To pious cars sounds silverly so sweet, That thou art He, th' Almighty : we believe. " Come with thy precious incense, bring ihy gifts, For at thy righteous power whole systems quake; “ And with thy choicest stores the altar crown.

For at thy nod tremble ten thousand worlds.

Haik! on the winged whirlwind's rapid rage, ΤΩ ΘΕΩ ΔΟΞΑ. .

Which is and is not in a moment-hark ! $ 44. On the Power of tbe Supreme Being. SMART. Invincible, and oaks, and pines, and cedars,

On th' hurricane's tempestuous sweep he rides “TREMBLE, thou Earth!" th’anointed poct And forests are no more. For, conflict dreadful

(tains ! | The West encounters East, and Notus meets “At God's bright prefence; tremble, all ye moun. In his career rhe Hyperborean blast. “ And all ye hillocks on the surface bound !” The lordly lions shuddering seek their dens, Then once again, ye glorious thunders, roll! And fly like timorous deer; the king of birds, The Muse with transport hears ye; once again Who dar'd the solar ray, is weak of wing, Convulse the folid continent ! and shake, And faints, and falls, and dies;—while He fupreme Grand music of Omnipotence, the illes ! Stands stedfast in the centre of the storm. 'Tis thy terrific voice, thou God of power, Wherefore, ye objects terrible and great,


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Ye thunders, earthquakes, and ye fire-fraught With those that love him--for sweet is their fa-
Of fell volcanos, whirlwinds, hurricanes, (wombs And all Eternity shall be their spring. [vour,
And boiling billows, hail! in chorus join Then thall the gates and everlasting doors,
To celebrate and magnify your Maker,

At which the King of Glory enters in, ffure Who yet in works of a minuter mould Be to the faints unbarr'd: and there, where pleaIs not less manifeft, is not less mighty.

Boasts an undving bloom, where dubious hope Survey the magnet's lympathetic love, Is certainty, and grief-attended love That woos the yielding needle; contemplate Is freed froin pallion—ihere we 'll celebrate, Th' attractive amber's power, invilible

With worthier numbers, Him who is, and was, Ev'n to the meatal eye ; or when the blow And, in immortal prowess King of kings, Sent from th' electric sphere allaults thy frame, shall be the monarch of all worlds for ever. Shew me the hand that dealt it! - Baffled here By his Omnipotence, Philosophy

§ 45. On the Goodness of the Supreme Being. Slowly her thoughts inadequate revolves,

SMART. And stands, with all his circling wonders round her, Like heavy Saturn in th' ethereal space ORPHEUS, for so the Gentiles * call’d thy Begirt with an inexplicable ring.

name, if such the operations of his power,

Ifrael's fwect Pfalmift, who alone couldít wake Which at all seasons and in every place Th' inanimate to motion ; who alone (Ruld by establijh'd laws and current nature) The joyful hillocks, the applauding rocks, Arrest th' attention ; who, oh who mall tell And foods, with musical persuasion drew; His acts miraculous ? when his own decrees Thou, who to hailand snow gavlt voice and sound, Repeals he, or fuspends; when by the hand And mad'st the inute melodious !--greater yet Of Moses or of Joshua, or the mouths

Was thy divinest skill, and rul'd o'er more Of his prophetic seers, such deeds he wrought, Than art and nature; for thy tuneful touch Before th' astonith'd fun's all-feeing cye, Drove treinbling Satan from the heart of Saul, That faith was scarce a virtue. Need I fing And quell'd the evil Angel :-in this breast The fate of Pharaoh and his numerous band Some portion of thy genuine spirit breathe, Loft in the reflux of the wat’ry walis,

And litt me from myself; each thought impure That melted to their fluid ftote again?

Banish ; each low idca raise, refine, Need I recount how Samplon's warlike arm Enlarge, and sanctify ;-o shall the Muse With more than mortal nerves was ftrung, t'o'er- Above the stars aspire, and aim to praise Idolatrous Philiftia? Shall I tell thros: Her Go on earth as he is prais'd in heaven. How David triumph'd, and what Job sustain's : Immense Creator! whole all-powerful hand -But, o supreme, unutterable mercy!

Fram'd univertal being, and whose eye O love unequall'd, mystery immense,

Saw, like thyself, that all things form d were good; Which angelslong t’unfold: 'tis man’s redemption Where Thall the timorous kard thy praile begin, That crowns thy glory, and thy power confirms; Where end the purest facrifice of long, [light, Confirms the great, th' uncontroverted claim. And just thankigiving !-The thought-kindling When from the Virgin's unpolluted womb Thy prime production, darts upon my mind Shone forth the Sun of Righteouinels reveald, Its vivifying beams, my heart illumines, And on benighted reason pour'd the day; And fills my soul with gratitude and Thee. "Let there be peace!” he said, and all was calm Hail to the cheerful rays of ruddy morn, Amongst the warring world-calm as the tea Tha: paint the streaky Eatt, and blithfome roule When, “ O be still, ye boisterous winds!” he The birds, the cattle, and mankind from rest! cried,

Hail to the freshness of the early breeze, And not a breath was blown, nor murmur heard. And Iris dancing on the new-fall’n dew! His was a life of miracles and might,

Without the aid of yonder golden globe, And charity and loye, ere yet he taste

Loft were the garnet's lustre, loti the lily, The bitter draught of death, ere yet he rise The tulip and auricula's spotted pride; Victorious o'er the universal foe,

Loft were the peacock's plumage, to the sight And death, and sin, and hell in triumph lead. So plealing in its pomp and glotly glow. His by the right of conquest is mankind, O thrice.illustrious! were it not for Thee, And in sweet fervitude and golden bonds Those pansies, that reclining from the bark Were tied to him for ever.- how easy View thro' th’iminaculate pellucid stream Is his ungalling yoke, and all his burdens Their portraiture in the inverted heaven, 'Tis ecstasy to bear! Him, blessed Shepherd ! Might as well change their triple boast, the white, His flocks shall follow thro' the maze of life, The purple, and the gold, that far outvie And shades that tend to day-spring from on high ; The Eastern monarch's garb, ev’n with the dock, And as the radiant roses, after fading,

Ev'n with the baleful hemlock's irkson recni. In fuller foliage and more fragrant breath Without thy aid, without thy gladsome beams, Revive in smiling spring, fo thall it fare The tribes of woodland warblers would remain * Sog this conjecture strongly supported by Delany, in his Life of David.


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Mute on the bending branches, nor recite More than the plenteousness so fam'd to flow
The praise of Him, who, ere he form’d their lord, By fabling bards from Amalthea's horn
Their voices tun’d to transport, wing’d their Is thine; thine therefore be a portion due [crown

Of thanks and praise : come with thy brilliant
And bade them call for nurture, and receive : And veft of fur; and from thy fragrant lap
And lo! they call; the blackbird and the thruth, Pomegranates and the rich ananas pour.
The woodlark and the red brcaft, jointly call; But chictly thou, Europa, seat of Grace
He hears, and feeds their fcather'd families ; And Christian excellence, bis Goodness own,
He feeds his sweet musicians,-nor neglects Forth from ten thoutand temples pour his praise,
Th’invoking ravens in the greenwood wide; Clad in the armour of the living God,
And tho' their throats coarte rattling hurt the ear, Approach, unfheath the Spirit's flaming fword;
They mean it all for music, thanks and praise Faith's field. falvation's glory-compaís'd helm
They mean, and leave ingratitude to man:-- With fortitudo affume, and o'er your heart
But not to all-for, hark? the organs blow Fair Truth's invulnerable breaft-plate spread;
Their swelling notes round the cathedıal's dome, Then join the general chorus of all worlds,
And grace the harmonious choir, celestial feast And let the song of Charity begin
To pious ears, and mcd'cine of the mind! in Itrains seraphic, and melodious prayer:
The thrilling trebles and the manly base “ () all-fufficient, all-beneficent,
Join in accordance meet, and with one voice “ Thou God of Goodness and of Glory, heari
All to the sacred subicct suit their fong. “ Thou, who to lowest minds deft condescend,
While in cach brcast sweet mclancholy reigns “ Assuming passions to enforce thy law's,
Angelically pensive, till the joy

Adopting jealousy to prove thy love : Improves and purities; the folemn scene “ Thou, who resign'd humility uphold'st, The Sun thro' storied panes surveys with awe, “Evn as the fiorist props the drooping rose, And bathfully withholds each bolder beam. “ But quell'It tyrannic pride with peerless power, Here, as her home, from morn to eve frequents “ Ev'n as the tempest rives the stubborn oak : The cherub Gratitude ; behold her cyes ! “ () all-fufficient, all-beneficent, With love and gladness weepingly they thed “ Thou God of Goodness and of Glory, hear! Ecstatic smiles; the incenfc, that her hands “ Bless all mankind; and bring thein in the end Uprear, is siveeter than thic breath of May " To heav'n, to inmortality, and Thee !" Caught from the nectarine's blossom, and her voice Is more than voice can tell; to Him the fings,

$ 46. Ode 10 ll'isidom. Mifs CARTER. To Him who feeds, who clothes, and who adorns, Who made, and who preferves, whatever dwells THE solitary bird of nicht In air, in stedfast earth, or fickle sea.

Thro' the pale thades now wings his flight, O He is good, He is immenfely good! (man;

And quits the time-thook tow'r, Who all things form’d, and form'd them all for Where, Melter'd from the blacc of day, Who mark'd the climates, varied every zone,

In philofopliic gloom he say, Dilpening all his bleliings for the beít,

Bencathi his ivy bow'r. In order and in beauty :-rise, attend,

W'ith joy I hear the folemn sound,
Attest, and praisc, ye quarters of the world! Which midnight echoes waft around,
Bow down, ye clephants, submillive bow

And figling gales repeat:
To Him who made the mite! Tho', Alia's pride, Fav'rite of Pallas! I attend,
Ye carry armies on your tower-crown'd backs, And, faithful to ihy summons, bend
And grace the turban d tyrants, bow to Hin At Wildom's awful feat.
Who is as great, as perfcet, and as good She loves the cool, the filent eve,
In his lefs Itriking wonders, till at length Where no falle shows of life deceive,
The cye 's at fault, and seeks th' aililting glass. Benca:h the lunar ray:
Approach, and bring from Araby the Blett
The fragrant callia, frankincente, and myrrh,

Herc Folly drops cach vain disguise,

Nor sports her gaily-colour'd dyes,
And, meekly kneeling at the altar's foot,

As in the glare of day.
Lay all the tributary incense down.
Stoop, feeble Africa, with reverence stoop,

O Pallas ! queen of ev'ry art
And from thy brow take off the painted plume ;

“ That glads the sense or mends the heart,!" With golden ingots all thy camels load

Biert source of purer joys; T'adorn his temples; haften with thy spear

In ev'ry form of beauty bright, Reverted, and thy trutiy bow unftrung,

That captivates the mental light
While unpursued thy lions roam and roar,

With pleasure and surprize ;
And ruin d towers, rudc rocks, and caverns wide To thy unspotted fhrinc I bow,
Re-murmur to the glorious, surly found. Allist thy modest suppliant's vow,
Aud thou, fair Indian, whose immense domain That breathes no wild desires :
To counterpoise the hemisphere extends, {ers, But, taught by thy unerring rules
Itifte from the West, and with thy fruits and How-To thun the fruitless wish of fools,
Thy mines and med'eines, wealthy maid, attend. To nobler vicws aspires,


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Not Fortune's gem, Ambition's plume, Beneath her clear discerning eye
Nor Cytherea's fading bloom,

The visionary shadows fly
Be objects of my pray'r;

Of folly's painted show : Let av'rice, vanity, and pride,

She sees, thro' ev'ry fair disguise, These glitt'ring envied toys divide,

That all but Virtue's folid joys
The dull rewards of care.

Is vanity and woe.
To me thy better gifts impart,
Each moral beauty of the hcart,

§ 47. On human Life. OGILVIE. By fiudious thought refin’d:

BY Time's flow-heaving tide, the works of man For wealth, the (miles of glad content;

Are whelm'd; how finks beneath his wasteFor pow'r, its amplit, best extent,

ful lway An empire o'er my mind.

The pride of empire! Glittering for a while, When Fortune drops her gay parade,

The gilded vefsels sport along the stream,

Fann'd with propitious gales: the sides are firm, When pleasure's transient roles fade, And wither in the tomb,

The hull capacious, and the swelling fails

Float to the breeze of summer. Ah! how soon, l'achang'd is thy immortal prize, Thy ever-verdant laurels rife

Torn by the tempeft's wildly-rushing wing, In undecaying bloom,

And foundering on the deep it lies deform'd,

Alhatter'd wreck! Nor lefs on life descends By thee protected, I defy

The form impetuous; let thy filver hairs, The coxcomb's fneer, the stupid lye

Time-hallow'd age, be witness ! the dim eye, Of ignorance and spite ;

The tottering trcad, the furrow'd check, the hand Alikc contemp the leaden fool,

Yet trembling from the blast. Tell, ye who tend And all the pointed ridicule

The bed of death, how 6'er the helpless race Of undiscerning wit.

Of human victims strides the harpy foot From envy, hurry, noise, and frife,

Of Mifery triumphant! while the veins The dull impertinence of life,

Shrink to the Fever's scorching breath, or feel, In thay retreat I rest;

Starting, the fiery dart of racking Pain, Pursue thce to thy peaceful groves,

That writhes to agony; or loosen'd shake Where Plat's sacred spirit roves,

Before Consumption ; evhen her baleful spunge In all thy graces dreit.

Drops its green poison on the springs of life.

Nor these alonc pursue the race of man. He bid Ilyffus' tuneful stream

Far other ills await; for other woes Convey the philofophic theme

Like vultures revel on his canker'd heart. Of perfect, fair, and good :

Oye who nightly languish o'er the tomb, Attentive Athens caught the sound,

Where fleeps thy dust, Eugenio! Ye whole hearts And all her lift'ning fons around

O'er Virtue bleed, when, recking from the scourge In awful filence lood.

Of dire Oppression, in fome lonely cave Reclaim'd, her wild licentious youth

She pines all defilatel-Ye powers that haunt Confefs'd the potent voice of truth,

The vale where Genius breathes her plaint alone, And felt its just controul :

Wild to the whistling wind; her voice unheard, The palhons ceas'd their loud alarms,

As airs that warble o'er the murmuring dale And virtuc's soft persuasive charms

Remote, to Solitude's inchanting ear! O'er all their senses stolc.

O tel!, why wrapt in Grandeur's floating robe Thy breath inspires the poet's long,

Vice mounts her throrc ! while, treinbling at the

bar, The patriot's free unbiats'd tongue, The hero's gen'rous strife :

Stands Innocence appallid! Tell why the hand Thine are reuirement's flent joys,

Of ftrutting Impudence, unlicens'd, grasps And all the fvreet endearing ties

The palm of Worth, and his indignant brow

Looks down, while meck-ey'd Modesty, dismay'd, Of ftill, domestic life.

Maneles her chcek in crimfon, and retires No more to fabled names confin'd,

To blush in filcoce! why thy purple car, To thee, fupreme, all-perfect mind,

High-plum d Ambition, bathes its rolling wheels My thoughts direct their flight:

In blood, and o'er pale Virtue's streaming corfe, Wisdom 's thy gift, and all her force

Rapid and madd’ning springs to reach the goal ! From thee deriv'd, unchanging source Of intellectual light!

$48. Difcases are ibe Consequences of IntempeOfend her sure, her steady ray

OGIVIE. To regulate my doubtful way, Thro' life's perplexing road;

LONG o'er the lilied plain I. caft my eyes

Long mark'd the crowd that roam a delighted The mists of crror to controul;

Alternate transport, pity, love, and fear, [on; And thro' its gloom direct my faul

Work'd in my bosom,
To happiness and good!

I look d, and hovering o’or the flowery turf



the man

Were seen innumerable shapes, whose wings Of high-brow'd Opulence ! Intemperance,
Wav'd on the wind, or o'er the glittering field The fruitful parent of Disease, behind
Who trod in silence. Care with lowering brow Recls loose, and filent plants th' entangling snare.
Slow stalk’d; and Slander, fpeckled as the snake Oft when, to vengeance rous'd, th' Eternal dooms
That stings th' unwary traveller, along Some wretch to mitery extreme; he grants
The tainted earth trail'd loose, or borne on wings The fervent wish; he gives th' intariale eye
Blue as the brimstone's gleam, in secret shot To rove transported o'er its golden store;
Her poifon'd arrows. Pining Envy gnawid The heart to lwell like Xerxes', when he view'd
A blasted laurel, from the locks of Fame His hosts that wrapt th’ima:casurable plain,
Snatch'd, as the goddess to her lips applied And triumpli’d in his pow'r. Thus fares the
Her mighty trump, and swellid a solemn note

wretch To Homer's venerable name.-Not far

As, whirl'd by Paffion, thro' life's dusty field Stood Discord foaming. Riot double-tongu'd, He bursts exulting. On the drooping head And gleaming Frenzy, and thy yellow wing, Of Mcrit, sy to censure, and represt Revenge, fell fiend I shook plagues, and thro' the By decent Pride from murmuring; his rude hand Infus'd their venom to the inmost soul. [breast Arrests the palm. He gains it; and ador'd O'er all, Disease her beauty-withering wand By Folly's wondering train, presumptuous shapes Wav'd high ; and, heaving on the heavy air His course; till like a canker at the root, Her ravenópinions, bloated as the sailid

That secret riots on the vital stream, The face of Nature. Shapeless was her forin, Slow, but sure waiting Fate in silence takes And void; the owl'sill-omen'd eyes high-rais'd | Th' inevitable aim ; and spares the hand Speckled her front; her nostrils breath'd a cloud; of hoary Time his silver and his scythe. Pale Famioc's sallow hand had scoop'd her cheek; O weak! thro' Pallion's erring glass to view And a green viper form'd her forky tongue. What cooler thought condemns! Think'st thou

Slow she mov'd Along the troubled air; and from a bag By birth exalted, by the lavish hand (Wrought deep by Envy in her midnight den) of Fortune crown'd with honour, whost gay hours Scatter'd the seeds of death. The sparkling bowl Dance to the melting lite's melodious lay, Receiv'd them now } and now the enfeebled corft, Is happy :-Know, thy wardering search mistakes Lank, open, spent, at each unfolding pore The shade for substance. Could thy thought exSuck'd in the poison, as it rose decay'd,

The mind within ; what real ills excite [plore Livid, and weak, from Pleasure's loose embrace. The mental tumult; to the treinbling gaze Soon o'er each withering check the baleful Of Fear what phantoms of imagin’d woes pow'r

Swim thro' the dark night's solemn noon, when Had spread unseen her life-consuming stain;

Sleep Nor knew th' exulting youth, who quatt'd elate Shakes nut her poppies o'er his longing eyes, The draught delicious, that untimely frost That rol in vain ; what inward-eating care Lurk’d by the springs of life; and secret chilld Preys on his pamper'd blood; what wilhes wild; The forid blood, and mark'd him for the tonb. What dread of future misery; what dreams

At last with weak step came the trembling Sage, Of horror gleam athwart the fable scroll [scene Haggard, and shrinking from the breeze; his voice Where Meinury prints her records: would the Was deep, and hollow; and the loole nerves shook Wake thee to envy? Would thy wishing toul His filver-Sprinkled head. He thus began : Pant for the boon that glitters to the eye,

“ O yet, while Heav'n suspends your doom, be But stings the heart and poisons all its joy? My sons ! O cease to listen to the lore [wise, I read thy secret doubt :-"'Tis Guilt that Of Pleasure ! Death attends her forward step,

Thades And Peril lays the sure, tho' fccret snare. The brow of Grandeur; 'tis the solemn peal Hear, then, the words of age. Yet Fate bestows Of Conscience thundering in the mental ear, One hour; yet Virtue, with indulgent voice, That wakes to quick sentation. To the dream By me invites to thun the devious maze

Of harmless Innocence, no Demon shakes of Error :-Yet to crown with length of days, His front territic: All is calm within, With joy, with happiness, your bold career and tuned to perfect harmony.-Yet Peace She hopes ! O snatch the proffer'd boon! be rous'd; May dwell with Opulence; one happy mind Ere her strong arm tremendous at your heads May eye rejoicing its extended power Shall launch th’avenging thunder ; ere dismay'd; To work for man ; exulting as it views Perplex'd, bewilder'd, wild, you feck the haunt A smiling tribe around, snatch'd from the grasp of Peace, when darkness veils her lowly cot; Of ruthlefs want, and balking in the beam And mourn her gentle sinile for ever gone." Of jov, to transport kindling, and to love."

'Tis just.—The noble mind by Fortune rais'd, $ 49. Wisbes obtained often make Men miserable. And warmd by strong benevolence to spread


Its happiness to all, displays to man

His Maker's image. To a godlike few YET warn’d, behold what danger marks the Heav'n gives at once the virtue and the power: path Yet plants not Opulence for these a snare,


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