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The bears and the bees. As two young bears in wanton mood, Forh issuing trom a neighbouring wood, Came where th' industrious hees had stor'd, In aritul cells, their luscious huard; O'erjoyed they seiz'd, with eager haste, Luxurious on ihm rich repast, Alarm’d at this, the little crew About their ears vindictive flew. The beasis unable to sustaio Th’ unequal combat, quit the plaio ; Half-blind with rage, and mad with pain, There native shelter they regain; There sir, and now discreeter growo, Too late their rashuess they bemoao; And this by dear experience gain, That pleasure's ever bought with pain. So when the gilded baiis of vice Are plac'd before our looging eyes, With greedy haste we soatch our fill, And swallow down the latest ill: But when experience opts our eyes, Away the tancu'd pleasure flies. Ii dies, but oh! too late we fiod, It leaves a real sting behind. MERŘICK.
Nor yet at eve his note suspended,
Did you admire any lamp," quoth he,
The songster heard this short oration,
Heoce jarring sectaries may learn
Those Christians hest deserve the oame,
The trials of virtue. Plac's on the verge of youth, my mind
Life's op'ning scene survey'd ;
Afflicted and afraid.
That virtue's path enclose :
But 0, what toils oppose !
With doubtful step I tread,
Its snares delusive spread.
'Those teri or's learn to meet ? How, from the thousand snares, to guard
My unexperienc'd feet?
Suft o'er my temples drew
An object strange and new,
Observant as I stood,
And heave the boiling flood.
Ev’n now my steps they lave;
Approach'd in every wave. What hope, or whither to retreat!
Each perre at once unstrung; Chill lear had fetter'd fast my feet,
And chain'd my speechless tongue.
Wlien sudden to mine ear
Reprov'd my crring fear.
“Wbat tho' the swelling surge thou see
Impatient to devour;
And thankful own his pow'r.
Thus far, th' Almighty said, Thus far, no farther rage ; and here
Let thy proud waves be stay'd.""
The waves, in wild retreat,
And murm'ring left my feet
Once more the signal gave :
And check th'usurping wave.
The imag'd truth I read ;
Th’instructive vision fled.
Say why, distrustful still,
O’er scenes of future ill
Ea hansious doubt exclude ;
A Maker wise and good !
Its just restraint to give; Attentive to behold thy woes,
And faithful to relieve.
O’er scenes of future ill?
Still in thy God confide,
Whose finger marks the seas their bound,
And curbs the headlong tide.
SECTION IV. The youth and the philosopher. A GRECIAN youth, of talents raré, Whom Plato's philosophic care Had torm'd for virtue's nobler view, By precept and example too, Would often boast his matchiese skill, To curb the steed, and guide the wheel; And as he pass'd the gazing throng. With graceful ease, and smack'd the throng, The idiot wonder they express'd, Was praise and transport to his breast.
At length, quite vaio, he needs would show
Triumphaot to the goal return'd