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Several Occasions.
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He stretch'd his dark Pavilion o'er the Floods,
Bade Hills subside, and rein'd th' obedient Clouds,
Then from his awful Gloom the Godhead spoke,
And at his Voice affrighted Nature shook.

Vain Man! who boldly with dim Reason's Ray
Vies with his God, and rivals his full Day!
But tell me now, say how this beauteous Frame
Of all Things, from the Womb of Nothing came;
When Nature's Lord with one Almighty Call
From no where rais'd the World's capacious Ball?
Say if thy Hand directs the various Rounds
Of the vast Earth, and circumscribes the Bounds?
How Orbs oppos'd to Orbs amid the Sky,
In Consort move, and dance in Harmony?
What wondrous Pillars their Foundations bear
When hung self-ballanc'd in the fluid Air?

Why