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The palace were but half complete,
The carving and the gilding.
The man that hails you Tom or Jack,
How he esteems your merit,
To pardon or to bear it.
As fimilarity of mind,
First fixes our attention;
Must save it from declension.
Some act upon this prudent plan,
Safe policy but hateful-
Unpleasant and ungrateful.
The man I truft, if shy to me,
No fubterfuge or pleading
A spy on my proceeding.
These samples---for alas! at last
Of evils yet unmentioned
Pursue the search, and you will find
To be at least expedient,
A principal ingredient.
The noblest Friendship ever shewn
Though some have turned and turned it;
And whether being crazed or blind, Or seeking with a biased mind,
Have not, it seems, discerned it.
Oh Friendship! if my soul forego Thy dear delights while here below;
To mortity and grieve me, May I myself at last appear Unworthy, base, and insincere,
Or may my friend deceive me!
Subjoined to the Yearly Bill of Mortality of the
Anno Domini 1787.
Pallida Mors æquo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas,
Pale death with equal foot strikes wide the door
While thirteen moons saw smoothly run
The Nen's barge-laden wave,
Have found their home, the grave.
Was man (frail always) made more frail
Than in foregoing years ?
That so much death appears?
No; these were vigorous as their fires,
Nor plague nor famine came; This annual tribute death requires,
And never waves his claim.
Like crowded forest-trees we ftand,
And some are marked to fall; The axe will smite at God's command,
And soon shall smite us all.
Green as the bay-treė, ever green,
With its new foliage on,
I passed and they were gone.
Read, ye that run, the folemnă trath,
With which I charge my page; A worm is in the bud of youth,
And at the root of age.
No present health can health insure
For yet an hour to come;
Can always baulk the tomb.