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Written in Mr. Watts's Horæ Lyricæ.

I

Here let th' attentive Reader learn
On heavenly Wings to rise;
And All-contemplative discern
The Wonders of the Skies!

II

Compassion kind and boundless Love,
Here seem divinely bright:
And Mercy like the Silver Dove
Allures the ravish'd Sight.

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III

Thy Soul, great Watts! forsakes the Earth,
And scorns the glitt'ring Toy;
While conscious of her higher Birth
She seeks immortal Joy.

IV

Thy melting Numbers touch the Soul,
And kind Devotion warm;
Each jarring Thought with Ease controul,
And bless us, while they charm.

V

O Happy whose seraphic Mind,
Such Heights sublime can rise!
Can leave the lessening World behind,
And mingle with the Skies.

VI

But happier far shall be thy Fate,
When Death shall break the Chain;
And set thee loose to Bliss complete,
To Joys that know no Pain.

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VII

There shalt thou thy immortal Lyre,
In Songs of Praise employ!
And feel the sacred Task inspire
Thy Breast with endless Joy.