Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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HEARTKNOWLEDGE.
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O God! what tho' from thine allseeing eyeThe consciencehaunted Sinner shrinks in fear,
Yet to the injured man, whose breast is clear,
'Tis sweet to think that thou art evernigh,
His one sure friend: that thou unerringly
Canst read the heart, and trace the sudden tear
To its true source, when Malice will not hear,
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Our actions may be misinterpreted,
False motives urged, good blackened into ill,
And proud Philosophy at best can read
The changeful features with a skindeep skill;
Can a few lines, traced by years longsince fled,
Make known the inmost Movings of the Will?
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Dull Fools! the Heart has deeper mysteriesThan may be pierced by philosophic ken,
It is not made to beat, as Pedantspen
Propounds fine rules and sounding theories:
Nor can we regulate it as we please,
Like the timesplitting watch, still Joy and Pain
Disturb and make our calculations vain:
And Malice, busy Fiend, tho' she have eyes
Far sharperken'd than dull Philosophy,
Yet sees all thro' the medium of Hate;
'Tis God alone who knows the when and why,
How Hope and Fear the heart's poor fibres try,
The sufferings which Follies must create,
Which, while they blame, the Good commiserate.
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