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But silence here the beauteous angel broke,
(The voice of music ravish'd as he spoke.)
⁠"Thy pray'r, thy praise, thy life to vice unknown,
In sweet memorial rise before the throne:
These charms success in our bright region find,
And force an angel down to calm thy mind;
For this commission'd, I forsook the sky:—
Nay cease to kneel—thy fellow-servant I.
⁠"Then know the truth of government divine,
And let these scruples be no longer thine,
The Maker justly claims the world he made,
In this the right of Providence is laid;
Its sacred majesty thro' all depends,
On using second means to work his ends;
'Tis thus, withdrawn in state from human eye,
The Power exerts his attributes on high,
Your actions uses, nor controuls your will,
And bids the doubting sons of men be still.
⁠"What strange events can strike with more surprize,
Than those which lately struck thy wond'ring eyes?
Yet, taught by these, confess the Almighty just,
And, where you can't unriddle, learn to trust!
⁠"The great vain man, who far'd on costly food,
Whose life was too luxurious to be good;
"Who made his iv'ry stands with goblets shine,
And forc'd his guests to morning draughts of wine,