The Works of John Sheffield Earl of Mulgrave, Marquis of Normanby, and Duke of Buckingham. In two volumes ... The third edition, Corrected |
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To be sung after the Fourth Act.
Fourth CHORUS.
How great a Curse has Providence
Thought fit to cast on Human-kind!
Learning, Courage, Eloquence,
The gentlest Nature, noblest Mind,
Were intermixt in one alone;
Yet in one Moment overthrown.
Thought fit to cast on Human-kind!
Learning, Courage, Eloquence,
The gentlest Nature, noblest Mind,
Were intermixt in one alone;
Yet in one Moment overthrown.
Could Chance, or sensless Atoms join
To form a Soul so great as his?
Or would those Pow'rs we hold Divine,
Destroy their own chief Master-piece?
Where so much Difficulty lies,
The doubtful are the only wise.
To form a Soul so great as his?
Or would those Pow'rs we hold Divine,
Destroy their own chief Master-piece?
Where so much Difficulty lies,
The doubtful are the only wise.
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And, what must more perplex our Thoughts;
Great Jove the best of Romans sends,
To do the very worst of Faults,
And kill the kindest of his Friends.
All this is far above our Reach,
Whatever Priests presume to preach.
Great Jove the best of Romans sends,
To do the very worst of Faults,
And kill the kindest of his Friends.
All this is far above our Reach,
Whatever Priests presume to preach.
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