Muft I then forward only look for death? Backward I turn mine eye, and find him there. 716 Man is a felf-furvivor every year. Man, like a stream, is in perpetual flow. Each moment on the former fhuts the grave. 715 720 Shall we then fear, left that should come to pass, Which comes to pass each moment of our lives? If fear we must, let that death turn us pale, Which murders ftrength and ardour; what remains Should rather call on death, than dread his call. 725 Ye partners of my fault, and my decline! Thoughtless of death, but when your neighbour's knell A brother tomb to tell you ye fhall die. That death you dread (fo great is nature's skill ) But you are learn'd; in volumes, deep you fit; 735 In wisdom fhallow: pompous ignorance! Would you be ftill more learned than the learn'd? Learn well to know how much need not be known, And what that knowledge, which impairs your fenfe. 740 Of nature, and experience, moral truth; -; Of indifpenfable, eternal fruit; 745 Fruit, on which mortals feeding, turn to gods: And dive in fcience for diftinguifh'd names, Difhoneft fomentation of your pride! Sinking in virtue, as you rife in fame. Your learning, like the lunar beam, affords 750 Of knowing all, but what avails you known. 755 Together fhook in his impartial urn, Come forth at random: or, if choice is made, 760 All bold conjecture, and fond hopes of man. 765 And arbitrary nod. His joy fupreme, To bid the wretch furvive the fortunate; The The feeble wrap th' athletic in his shroud; And weeping fathers build their childrens tomb: 770 Me Thine, Narciffa !-What though short thy date? Virtue, not rolling funs, the mind matures. end. That life is long, which anfwers life's great In hoary youth Methufalems may die; O how mifdated on their flattering tombs ! Ill-known to thee, Lorenzo! This thy vaunt: 775 780 “ Give death his due, the wretched, and the old ;' "But own man born to live as well as die." prove, "That fartheft from the fear, 790 All, more than common, menaces an end. A blaze betokens brevity of life: As if bright embers should emit a flame, And made youth younger, and taught life to live. 13 795 Inviolable Inviolable ftupor of his reign, Where luft, and turbulent ambition, fleep, Death took fwift vengeance. As he life detefts, But wherefore aggrandiz'd.? By heaven's decree, 800 805 Thus runs death's dread commiffion : "Strike, but fo "As moft alarms the living by the dead." Hence fratagem delights him, and Jurprize,. Not fimple conquest, triumph is his aim 810 And, where leaft fear'd, there conqueft triumphs most. This proves my bold affertion not too bold. What are his arts to lay our fears afleep? 815 Tiberian arts his purposes wrap up The name and look of life, and dwells among us. Though master of a wider empire far Than that o'er which the Roman eagle flew. Like Nero, he 's a fidler, charioteer, His difarray'd oblation he devours.. He most affects the forms leaft like himself, His flender felf. Hence burly corpulence 825 Is his familiar wear, and fleek difguife. In dimples deep; love's eddies, which draw in 830 835 840 Lay by his horrors, and put on his smiles. If 'twas a dream, his genius can explain. 843 'Twas in a circle of the gay I ftood. Death would have enter'd; Nature push'd him back; Supported by a doctor of renown, His point he gain'd. Then artfully dismist The fage; for death defign'd to be conceal'd. 850 He gave an old vivacious ufurer His meagre aspect, and his naked bones ; 855 |