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So did'st thou vanish, eager to appear,
And shine triumphant in thy native Sphere.

Yet had'st thou all that Virtue can bestow,
All, the Good practise, and the Learned know;
Such holy Rapture, as not warms, but fires,
While the Soul seems retiring, or retires:
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$Such Transports, as those Saints in Vision share,
Who know not whether they are rapt thro' Air,
Or bring down Heav'n to meet them in a Pray'r.

O! early lost! yet steadfast to survey
Envy, Disease, and Death, without Dismay;
Serene, the Sting of ^[1]Pain thy Thoughts beguile,
And make Afflictions, Objects of a Smile.
So the fam'd Patriarch, on his Couch of Stone
Enjoy'd bright Visions from th'eternal Throne.

Thus

1. The Gout.