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To which is added,
A PARAPHRASE on Part of the Book of JOB.

A New Edition, from one Corrected by the Author.

With the Addition of the Author's Life, by an

Eminent Hand.

Sunt lacrymæ rerum, & mentem mortalia tangunt.

Virg.

LONDON:
Printed in the Year M.DCC.LXXI.

280, n. 261.

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Τ Η Ε

COM P L A IN T.

NIGHT the FIRST. On Life, Death, and Immortality. To the Right Hon. ARTHUR ONSLOW,

Speaker of the House of COMMONS.

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VIR’D nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep!

He, like the world, his ready vifit pays,

Where fortune smiles; the wretched he forfakes: Swift on his downy pinions flies from woe, And lights on lids unsully'd with a tear.

From short, (as usual) and disturb'd repose,
I wake : How happy they who wake no more!
Yet that were vain, if dreams infeft the grave,
I wake emerging from a sea of dreams
Tumultuous, where my wreck'd defponding thought
From wave to wave of Fancy'd misery,
Ac random drove, her helm of reason loft:
Tho' now reftor’d, 'tis only change of pain,
(A biccer change:) feverer for severe :
The Day too short for my diftress! and Night,
Even in the Zenith of her dark domain,
Is funshine to the colour of my fate.

Night, fable goddess ! from her Ebon throne,
In rayless majetty, now ftretches forth
Her leaden scepter o'er a slumb'ring world :
Silence, how dead! and darkness, how profound !
Nor eye, nor lift'ning ear an obje&t finds :
Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse
Of life stood fill, and nature made a pause ;
An ayeful pause! prophetic of her end.

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