ADAM.

A palace bright, stupendous work of God;

But royal inmatè none.

Attention fix'd,

All thoughts concenter'd here: Astonishment
Pervades th' admiring host of heav'n. Behold!
A soul, immortal essence, form'd by pow'r
All-wise, appears now enters, and indwells;
Here immaterial and material join❜d,

The last, the lov'd, the highest WORK of God:
Spirits ethereal gaze, admire high love-
Nor longer can they hold, their wings they clap,
Responsive cry, th' illustrious work is done
The wise, the mighty Plan accomplished.

THE WORKS OF GOD.

Within the hoary deep

Now play the sportive monsters-quick they

dart

Through yielding waves. The finny tribes display

Their shining scales, meand'ring in the deep.

HARK to the cheering songsters of the grove! See richest plumage dipp'd in Tyrian die, And dusted o'er with gold. Here meet the tints

Of beauteous ev'ning there the Alpine snow

THE WORKS OF GOD.

NOR let th' untutor'd eye contemn-nor Thou O'erlook this world of wonders, tho' minuteNot Mammoth

Lo here the INSECT-TRAIN.

Not mighty Mammoth more, a God displaysIn both HE reigns, and reigns in both supreme. With nicest skill has organiz'd this world; Supports on leafy plants and grains the myriads ; Their days are few; yet here gradation's seen Of youth, of vigor, and of age. Tis HE Prolific, swarms the earth, with varied life!

He

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le reigns, and sports his bounty in existence:

They form'd, partake the universal stock

Of happiness creative

By y microscopic eye beheld, the drop và Pelucid holds, existences un-nam'd, O Unknown, who dart and revel all-alive.

Now o'er the rugged steeps, watchful he climbs

By grief dissolv'd-now e'en by ardent hope
Inspir'd, wishful he eyes the mountain top,
Panting to gain that height, where pilgrims rest,
From their unnumber'd toils-for ever rest,
Refresh'd and solac'd by the gentle breeze,
And ever shining rays-transcendent rays,
Of life's unclouded-one eternal day.

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Ere yet creation shew'd her beauteous form, Or ought but self-existence was-Ere from The chambers of the east arose the sun,

And pour'd his glory on the world-Ere the Fair Luna forth in brightness walk'd-forth walk'd

With all her train, whose lucid, cluster'd rays
The firmament with light adorns

Ere seraph forms with fire extatic glow'd,
Or morning stars pour'd forth the tide of song-

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