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SONNET.
THE wond'rous chances of this earthly scene
Amaze, confound, and harrass tender thought;
The lot of man, with various misery fraught,
Wounds the soft bosom; and a proud chagrin,
Form'd of humane regret, and moral spleen,
Vexes the spirit; till, with meekness sought,
The peace of Heaven is found, where God has taught
The unmurm'ring soul to rest on him, serene.
Amaze, confound, and harrass tender thought;
The lot of man, with various misery fraught,
Wounds the soft bosom; and a proud chagrin,
Form'd of humane regret, and moral spleen,
Vexes the spirit; till, with meekness sought,
The peace of Heaven is found, where God has taught
The unmurm'ring soul to rest on him, serene.
Teacher divine! tis thine alone to show,
How mortal weakness into strength may turn:
Aid me, thy willing votary! to learn,
How in all strife to foil our evil foe!
And grant, however dim life's lamp may burn,
My heart with love, and gratitude to glow!
How mortal weakness into strength may turn:
Aid me, thy willing votary! to learn,
How in all strife to foil our evil foe!
And grant, however dim life's lamp may burn,
My heart with love, and gratitude to glow!
Lucilio.
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