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A Morning Thought.
I
How much the Night's refreshing RestHas lull'd my Thoughts, and eas'd my Breast,
Which now becomes a peaceful Scene,
Like this fair Morn, these Skies serene?
II
My Soul impatient of Delay,Thro' Heights Etherial wings her Way,
And like the Lark in early Lays,
Do's Light's Immortal Fountain praise.
III
But oh! from this Celestial SeatTo Earth reluctant I retreat,
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Affronts and Wrongs, Fatigue and Care.
IV
Thence rising Vapours Night display,Oppress my Mind and cloud my Day,
Spread black Pollution o'er my Soul,
While murmuring Tempests inward roll.
V
Oh! when shall I, from Business free,From Cares and Noxious Company,
To the pure Seats above aspire,
By Thoughts Divine engrost entire?
VI
Then shall I still unhinder'd rise,And keep blest Commerce with the Skies;
Sill Heav'ns serene and cloudless see
Fix'd, Power Supreme, alone on Thee.
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