A god; and in devout and humble plight Before it kneeled, the greater to the less; The sweet and tender sympathies of life; To gain them-what?-an hour of dreaming joy! THE MISER. "Most, for the luxuries it bought—the pomp, The praise, the glitter, fashion, and renown— This yellow phantom followed and adored. But there was one in folly farther gone; With eye awry, incurable, and wild, The laughing-stock of devils and of men, And by his guardian-angel quite given up: The miser, who with dust inanimate Held wedded intercourse. Ill-guided wretch! Thou might'st have seen him at the midnight hour, When good men slept, and in light-winged dreams Ascended up to God-in wasteful hall, With vigilance and fasting worn to skin And bone, and wrapp'd in most debasing ragsThou might'st have seen him bending o'er his heaps, And holding strange communion with his gold; And as his thievish fancy seemed to hear The night-man's foot approach, starting alarmed, And in his old, decrepit, withered hand, That palsy shook, grasping the yellow earth, To make it sure. Of all God made upright, And in their nostrils breathed a living soul, Most fallen, most prone, most earthy, most debased. None bargained on so easy terms with death. FALLACIOUS PLEASURES. "Before this Shadow, in the vale of earth, Fools saw another glide, which seemed of more Intrinsic worth. Pleasure her name-good name, Though ill applied. A thousand forms she took, A thousand garbs she wore; in every age And clime changing, as in her votaries changed Desire; but, inwardly, the same in all. Her most essential lineaments we trace; -Her general features every where alike. "Of comely form she was, and fair of face; And underneath her eyelids sat a kind Of witching sorcery, that nearer drew Whoever with unguarded look beheld; A dress of gaudy hue loosely attired Her loveliness; her air and manner frank, And seeming free of all disguise; her song Enchanting; and her words, which sweetly dropp'd "Nor wonder thou: for she was really fair; Decked to the very taste of flesh and blood, And many thought her sound within, and gay And healthy at the heart; but thought amiss: For she was full of all disease; her bones Were rotten; Consumption licked her blood, and drank Her marrow up; her breath smelled mortally; her now With Indolence, lolling on the mid-day couch, |