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"Ou moft delightful hour by man

• Experienced here below, “ The hour that terminates his fpan,

“ His folly, and his woe!

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That rule he prized, by that he feared,

He hated, hoped, and loved ; Nor ever frowned, or fad appeare,

But when his heart had roved.

For he was frail as thou or I,

And evil felt within:
But when he felt it, heaved a figh,

And loathed the thought of fin.

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Where the watchman in his round

Nightly lifts his voice on high, None accustomed to the found,

Wakes the sooner for his cry.

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Death and Judgment, Heaven and Hell

These alone, so aften heard, No more move us than the bell

When some franger is interred.

Oh then, ere the turf or tomb

Cover us from every eye,
Spirit of inftruction come,
Make us learn that we muft die.

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