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 | The complete works, poetry and prose, of the Rev. Edward Young prefixed, a life of the author, by John Doran ... With eight illustrations on steel, and a portrait. In two volumes |  |
In this small province of His vast domain,
(All Nature bow, while I pronounce His name!)
What has God done, and not for this sole end,—
To rescue souls from death? The soul's high price
Is writ in all the conduct of the Skies.
The soul's high price is the Creation's key,
Unlocks its mysteries, and naked lays
The genuine cause of every deed Divine:
That is the chain of ages which maintains
Their obvious correspondence, and unites
Most distant periods in one bless'd design:
That is the mighty hinge on which have turn'd
All revolutions, whether we regard
The natural, civil, or religious world;
The former two but servants to the third;
To that their duty done, they both expire,
Their mass new-cast, forgot their deeds renown'd;
And angels ask, “where once they shone so fair!”
(All Nature bow, while I pronounce His name!)
What has God done, and not for this sole end,—
To rescue souls from death? The soul's high price
Is writ in all the conduct of the Skies.
The soul's high price is the Creation's key,
Unlocks its mysteries, and naked lays
The genuine cause of every deed Divine:
That is the chain of ages which maintains
Their obvious correspondence, and unites
Most distant periods in one bless'd design:
That is the mighty hinge on which have turn'd
All revolutions, whether we regard
The natural, civil, or religious world;
The former two but servants to the third;
To that their duty done, they both expire,
Their mass new-cast, forgot their deeds renown'd;
And angels ask, “where once they shone so fair!”
| The complete works, poetry and prose, of the Rev. Edward Young prefixed, a life of the author, by John Doran ... With eight illustrations on steel, and a portrait. In two volumes | |