34 A DRAMATIC ODE. Oh, how can Fear thy anxious bosom thrill; When all thy wishes point beyond the tomb ? Oh, how ca. disappointment blight or chill, When Hope is fix'd where change can never come ? How can Affection, blighted or betray'd, Or Friendship's broken vow have power to move, When each wild impulse of thy soul allay'd Shall yi?!ld to purer, to supremer love ? Can sullen Grief her empire then renew, When Heav'n's glad tidings meet thy ravish'd ear, When Heav'n's bright scenes are bursting on thy view, Say, can'st thou sink a victim to Despair ? From that last enemy 'tis I who give, As from thy every foe, a blest release; Then from my hand thy destin'd bride receive, Whom Death shall wed to thee for ever--Peace ! Chorus of Hope, Joy, ?fc. 'ris done, 'tis done ! The web is spun, Stampt with our blessings, pure and bright; Aud all its texture, deep and dun, Is turn'd to Heav'n's serenest light. ......... ?Google
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