NORTHERN MEMOIRS, 193 



TJieoph. Who doubts it, when summoned by 

 the sweet influence of sleep ? 



Am. Can men in dreams whisper security, 

 when their eyes are guarded with troops of 

 shades, and separated from the glorious beam of 

 light ? 



Theoph. Death's a separation, the night but a 

 short privation. It's true, we grant sleep an em- 

 blem of death ; but death the solution of com- 

 plicated elements. 



Am. How beautifully glorious do the con 

 stellations appear ! 



Theoph. So does Aurora, that ushers in day, 

 and adapts it for man and negotiation. 



Am. O the sweets of contemplation ! have 

 you ruminated to morrow's journey ? 



Theoph. Do rusticks calculate an early seed- 

 time, and not prognostick a forward harvest, if 

 not unseasonably prevented by malevolent acci- 

 dents ? 



Am. From whence we may rationally con- 

 clude refreshment after recreation, as requisite 

 and necessary to propagate health, as a salubrious 

 arcanum is to retrieve the body, when invaded 

 or obstructed by preternatural indisposition. 



Theoph. You paraphrase physically under me- 

 taphorical tropes. 



Am. And you philosophically, to tell us that 

 the sun no sooner shades his beams in Thetis' 



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