 | A Collection of Poems on Various Subjects |  |
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AN ODE TO THE DIVINE BEING.
I
Hail all Perfection, Source of Bliss!Hail Self-existent Cause of Things,
Essential Goodness, bright Abyss,
Whence Beatifick Glory springs!
II
Blest Object of my Love intenseI Thee my Joy, my Treasure call,
My Portion, my Reward immense,
Soul of my Soul, my Life, my All.
III
Freely the Pomps and Triumphs here,Illusive Phantomes, I resign,
Princes unenvy'd you may share
The canton'd World, while Heav'n is mine.
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IV
You, who Delights and Pleasures court,For me may all your Senses cloy,
You may unrivall'd Dance and Sport,
While my blest Author I enjoy.
V
Have all the spacious Heav'ns around,With him an Object to compare,
On Earth is any Pleasure found,
Which to his Favour I prefer?
VI
When Cares invade on every Side,And restless Passions urge my Soul;
When gloomy Grief its pond'rous Tide,
Do's thro' my aking Bosom roll;
VII
Fountain of Glory, Lord of Light,From thy bright Face, one darted Ray,
Will calm the Storm, dispel the Night,
And re-establish banish'd Day.
| A Collection of Poems on Various Subjects | |