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A mind where heavenly truth prefides, 

 DlreiSs his faith, his praftice guides, 

 Good underftanding, judgment found; 

 The' not for dazzling wit renown'd, 

 A generous, candid, honed heart ! 

 Above the httle tricks of art : 

 Good nature enough not to efpy 

 My failings with an angry eye ; 

 For gentle treatment fliil mufl bind, 

 In willing chains, a gentle mind ! 

 His outward form, or drefs, or air, 

 I deem leaft worthy of my care, 

 Vor mental beauty thefe excells. 

 As nuts furpafs the empty Ihells. 



Few will prefume my choice to blame, 

 Tho' fome perhaps may thus exclaim ; 

 " But Where's the writer ? we would view 

 " Her merits and attraftions too :" 

 Alas I in fober truth they're few ! 

 Beauty, which captivates the mofl:. 

 She has not in the leafl: to boafl ; 

 Nor lively wit's enchanting grace, 

 That prompts applaufe in every face j 

 Nor yet the fafcinating glare 

 ,Of wealth, which multitudes enfnare, 

 Unfkill'd in all the winning arts. 

 Oft praciis'd in fubduing hearts : 

 One thing Qie boafts, (difclaiming thefe) 

 An unafftded v/ifh to pleafe ! 

 If this is merit, this alone. 

 She can with fafcty call her own. 



But IliouM I ne'er in wedded life 

 Sullain the cliariider of wife ; 

 May I with ciiearful temper flill 

 Submit to heaven's appointed will ! 

 (Knowing, '• whatever is, is right," 

 Howe'er obfcur'd to mortal %ht). 

 And when the mefTenger of death 

 Bids m- refign this mortal breath, 

 Aided by faith's triumphant eye, ^ 

 Ixjok to the realms beyond the Iky,— 

 Thbfi realms ! where peace and pleafure reign, 

 Beyond the reach of fm and pain. j 



