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And weds them there for life i our focial cups 

 Smile, as we fmilej open, and unreferv'd. 

 We fpeak our inmoft fouls; good humour, mirth. 

 Soft complaifance, and wit from malice free, 

 Smooth ev'ry brow, and glow on ev'ry cheek. 



O happinefs fmcere ! what wretch wou'd groan 

 Beneath the galling load of powV, or walk 

 Upon the llipp'ry pavements of the great. 

 Who thus cou'd reign, unenvied and fecure? 



Ye guardian pow'rs who make mankind your care, 

 Give me to know wife nature's hidden depths. 

 Trace each myfterious caufe, with judgment read 

 Th' expanded volume, and fubmifs adore 

 That great creative will, who at a word 

 Spoke forth the wond'rous fcene. But if my foul. 

 To this grofs clay confin'd, flutters on earth 

 With lefs ambitious wing; unfkili'd to range 

 From orb to orb, where Newton leads the way; 

 And view with piercing eyes the grand machine, 

 Worlds above worlds ; fubfervient to his voice. 

 Who, veil'd in clouded majefty, alone 

 Gives light to all ; bids the great fyftem move. 

 And changeful feafons in their turns advance, 

 Unmov'd, unchang'd, himfelf : yet this at leaft 

 Grant me propitious, an inglorious life. 

 Calm and ferene, nor lofl: in falfe purfuits 

 Of wealth or honours ; but enough to raife 

 My drooping friends, preventing modeft want. 

 That dares not afk. And if, to crown my joys, 



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