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« For which creation rose supremely fair, “ Each world was launch’d, and hung upon the air, “ O'er fyftem fyftem roll do a shining throng, “ And mov'd in ftlent harmony along. “ That hour is come, when God himself shall rise, " Sublime in wrath, and rend the burning skies ; " Arrest the boundless planets, as they roll, " And burst the labouring earth from pole to pole ; “ Bid hell's remote dominions hear and shake, " While nature finks, and all the dead awake." Warm'd as he spoke, I felt th' enliv’ning ray ; Then loos'd from earth, triumphing foar'd away : 'We mount at once, and, lighter than the wind, Left, as we flew, the distant clouds behind. Then far remov'd beheld th'abodes below, And wait in deep suspense the impending blow. Now o'er the brightning east Aurora spread, And ting'd the blushing cloud with morning red; The hill's proud fummit caught the waving gleam : The pale ray trembled on the quiv'ring stream ; Then opening gradual from the shades of night The cloud-topt forest shone with dawning light; Serene the beauteous landscape rose to view, The mead's green mantle wet with spangling dew, The gay-rob'd flow's that glow'd with heighten'd

bloom, And bow'ring dales, and groves that breath'd perfume. So when the tempeft's sweepy blast is o'er, Nor bursts the rushing wind, nor prattling show'r :

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No hov'ring mist obscures th’ emerging day,
Wide o'er the prospect pours the streamy ray;
A fresher cloud the dewy fields exhale,
With richer fragrance blows the balmy gale,
The echoing hills with louder notes rebound,
And all th' illumin'd landscape rings around,
Charm'd and surpriz'd we saw the fair abode,
The plains with beauty's flow'ry offspring strow'd,
Beheld the city's distant spires arise,
Or tow'r's dim top that touch'd the bending skies;
Or view'd the wild, with trackless paths o'ercast,
Where roams the lion thro' the naked waste;
Or pensive, ey'd the folitary pile
Where flits the night-bird thro' the glimm'ring isle:
Struck deep with woe, we mark'd the domes o’erthrown
Where once the beauty bloom'd, the warrior shone;
We say Palmyra's mould'ring tow'rs decay'd,
The loose wall tott'ring o'er the trembling fade!
Or fall’n Persepolis that desert lay!
Or Balbec's fanes that catch'd the quiv'ring ray!
Vain pomp of pow'r!--now in the throne of kings
Shrieks the 'lone owl, the raven shakes her wings.
Then o’er the boundless deeps our eyes were rollid,
The waves all brightning flam'd with beamy gold.
Here mov'd in gradual rows the billows heave,
There on the rough rock foams the madning wave,
Or dash the torrents down the cliff's steep side,
Or thru' the cavern sweeps the rushing tide;

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No hov'ring mist obscures th' emerging day,
Wide o'er the prospect pours the streamy ray;
A fresher cloud the dewy fields exhale,
With richer fragrance blows the balmy gale,
The echoing hills with louder notes rebound,
And all th' illumin'd landscape rings around,
Charm'd and surpriz'd we saw the fair abode,
The plains with beauty's flow'ry offspring strow'd,
Beheld the city's distant fpires arise,
Or tow'r's dim top that touch'd the bending skies;
Or view'd the wild, with trackless paths o'ercalt,
Where roams the lion thro' the naked waste;
Or pensive, ey'd the folitary pile
Where flits the night-bird thro' the glimm'ring isle:
Struck deep with woe, we mark'd the domes o’erthrown
Where once the beauty bloom'd, the warrior shone ;
We say Palmyra's mould'ring tow'rs decay'd,
The loose wall tott’ring o'er the trembling lade !

Cepolis that desert lay!
ines that h'd the quiv'ring ray!
pow'r the throne of kings
lone

ren shakes her wings.
s our eyes were roll’d,
am'd with beamy gold.
uws the billows heave,
k foams the madning wave,
down the cliff's steep fide,
sweeps the rushing tide ;

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We mark'd the river's long majestic train,
And streams that murmur'd o'er the flow'ry plain,
The lake whose waves with lucid radiance glow,
Not finer tints impress the show'ry bow,
The fountain bubbling thro' the moss-clad hill,
And wand'ring wild the sweetly-tinkling rill.
Then o'er the champaign's broider'd lawns we stray,
Where gaily warbling thrill'd the woodland lay,
Survey'd with rapture all th' inviting scene,
The vary'd landscape, and the vivid green;
A charming train of all the muses themes,
Gay meads, and pointed rocks, and purling streams;
Hills, vales, and woods in sweet disorder spread,
And blooming fields in all their pomp display'd,
Still at each look, (amid the countless store)
We mark'd some feature unobserv'd before ;
As in the cheek with opening roses warm,
Each piercing glance improves the growing charm.
Then fighing deep, distracted at the view,
Adieu, I cry'd, ye blissful scenes adieu :
“ That sun must cease to gild the flow’ry plain :
“ The moon be lost with all the starry train :
Plung'd in one fire, each mighty frame consume,
“ 'Tis God, th' eternal God has seal'd their doom."
Lo! at the word (each transient ray withdrawn)
A low'ring cloud at once o'ercast the dawn :
From its dark breast, with swelling tempefts stor'd;
Pale lightning flash'd, and dreadful thunder roar'd.

Earth's

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