The UNIVERSE.
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And yet their Time as long to them appears,
As Ours to Us, who number threescore Years.
As Ours to Us, who number threescore Years.
These too their Vermin have: and Those, again,
A smaller Round of Life begin.
But stay!
O! whither would unbounded Fancy run?—
Along a pleasant Road it urges on,
Nor brooks the Rein.
A smaller Round of Life begin.
But stay!
O! whither would unbounded Fancy run?—
Along a pleasant Road it urges on,
Nor brooks the Rein.
No more, my Soul! thy vain Attempt forbear,
Silent revolve, what Thou canst not declare:
Amaz'd, the Wonders of thy God behold,
And meditate his Mercies manifold.
Silent revolve, what Thou canst not declare:
Amaz'd, the Wonders of thy God behold,
And meditate his Mercies manifold.
O! happy Time, when shaking off this Clay,
The human Soul at liberty shall stray
Through all the Works of Nature! shall descry
Those Objects which evade the mortal Eye!
The human Soul at liberty shall stray
Through all the Works of Nature! shall descry
Those Objects which evade the mortal Eye!
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