To the last jot believed; believed and felt ;
But oft, alas! believed and felt too late.

And had Earth then no joys? no native sweets No happiness, that one who spoke the truth Might call her own? She had; true, native sweets; Indigenous delights, which up the Tree

Of holiness, embracing as they grew,
Ascended, and bore fruit of heavenly taste:
In pleasant memory held, and talked of oft,

By yonder Saints who walk the golden streets
Of New Jerusalem, and compass round

The throne, with nearest vision blest-of these Hereafter thou shalt hear, delighted hear;

One page of beauty in the life of man.

THE

COURSE OF TIME.

BOOK IV.

THE

COURSE OF TIME.

BOOK IV.

THE world had much of strange and wonderful :
In passion much, in action, reason, will;

And much in Providence, which still retired
From human eye, and led philosophy,

That ill her ignorance liked to own, thro' dark
And dangerous paths of speculation wild.
Some striking features, as we pass, we mark,
In order such as memory suggests.

One passion prominent appears!—the lust Of power, which oft-times took the fairer name