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    GOLIATH OF GATH.   Table of Contents     To a Lady on the Death of Three Relations.

Wheatley, Phillis.
Poems

- POEMS -- ON -- VARIOUS SUBJECTS.
- Thoughts on the Works of Providence ,


Thoughts on the Works of Providence ,


ARISE, my soul, on wings enraptur'd, rise
To praise the monarch of the earth and
skies,
Whose goodness and beneficence appear
As round its centre moves the rolling year,
Or when the morning glows with rosy charms,
Or the fun slumbers in the ocean's arms:
Of light divine be a rich portion lent.
To guide my soul, and favour my intent.
Celestial muse, my arduous flight sustain.
And raise my mind to a seraphic strain!
Ador'd for ever be the God unseen,
Which round the sun revolves this vast machine,
Though to his eye its mass a point appears:
Ador'd the God that whirls surrou ding spheres.
Which first ordain'd that mighty sol should
reign
The peerless monarch of th' ehtereal train:
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Of miles twice forty millions is his height,
And yet his radiance dazzles mortal flight
So far beneath-- from him th' extended earth
Vigour derives, and very flow'ry birth:
Vast through her orb she moves with easy grace
Around her Ph[oelig ]bus in unbounded from space;
True to her course th' impetuous storm decides.
Triumphant o'er the winds, and surging tides.

Almighty, in these wondours works of thine,
What Pow'r , what Wisdom and what Goodnes
shine?
And are thy wonders, Lord, by men explor'd,
And yet creating glory unador'd!

Creation miles in various beauty gay,
While day to night, and night succeeds to day:
That Wisdom, which attends Jehovah's ways,
Shines nspicuous in the solar rays:
Without them, destitute of heat and light,
This world would be the reign of endless
night:
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In their excess how would our race complain,
Abhorring life! how date its length'ned chain!
From air adult, what num'rous ills would rise?
What dire contagion taint the burning skies?
What pestilential vapours, fraught with death,
Would rise, and overspread the lands beneath?

Hail, smiling morn, that from the orient main
Ascending dost a born the heav'nly plain!
So rich, of various are they beauteous dies,
That spread through all the circuit of the skies,
That, full of thee, my soul in rapture soars,
And thy great God, the cause of all adores.

O'er beings infinite his love extents,
His Wisdom rules them, and his Pow'r defends.
when talks diurnal tire the human frame,
The spirits faint, and dim the vital flame,
Then too that ever active bountry ,
Which not infinity of space continues.
The able evil, that Night in silence draws,
Conceals effects, but shews th' Almighty Cause ;
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Night seals in leep the wide creation fair,
All is peaceful but the brow of care.
Again, gay Ph[oelig ]bus, as the day before,
Walks ev'ery eye, but what hall wake no more;
Again the face of nature is renew'd,
Which still appears harmonious, fair, and good ,
May grateful strains salute the smiling morn,
Before its beams the eastern hills adorn!

Shall day to day and night to night conspire
To flow the goodness of the Almightly Sire?
This mental voice hall man regardless hear,
And never, never raise the filial pray'r?
To-day, O hearken, nor folly mourn
For time mispent, that never will return.

But see the sons of vegetation rise,
And pread their leafy banners to the likes,
All-wife Al hty Providence we trace.
In trees, and plants, and all the flow'ry race;
As clear as in the nobler frame of man,
ALL lovely copies of the Marker's plan.
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The pow'r the fame that forms a ray of light,
That call'd creation from eternal night.
"Let there be light," he said: from his profound
Old Chaos heard, and trembled at the found:
Swift as the word, inspir'd by pow'r divine,
Behold the light around its maker shine,
The first fair product of th'omnific god,
And now through all his works diffus'd abroad.

As reason pow'rs by day our god disclose,
So we may trace him in the night repose:
Say what is sleep? and dreams how passing
strange!
When action ceases, and ideas range
Licentious and unbounded o'er the plains,
Where Fancy's queen in giddy triumph reigns
Hear in soft strains the dreaming lover sigh
To a kind fair, or rave in jealousy;
On pleasure passions struggle for vent.
What pow'r O man! thy reason then restores,
So long supended in nocturnal hours?
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What secret hand returns the mental train,
And gives improved thine active pow'rs again?
From thee, O man, what gratitude should rise!
And, when from balmy sleep thou op'ft thine
eyes,
Let thy first thoughts be praises to the skies.
How merciful our food who thus imparts
O'erflowing tides of joy to human hearts,
When wants and woes might be our righteous lot,
Our good forgetting, by our God forgot!

Among the mental pow'rs a question rose,
"What most the image of th' Eternal shows?
When thus a Reason (so let Fancy rove)
Her great companion spoke immortal Love .

"say, mightlty pow'r, how long shall strife prevail,
"And what its murmurs load the whisp'ring
"gale?
"Refer the cause to Recollection's shrine,
"Who loud proclaims my origin divine,
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"The cause whence heav'n and earth began to be,
"And is not man immortaliz'd by me?
" Reason let this most causeless strife subside."
Thus love pronunc'd , and Reason thus reply'd.

"Thy birth, celestial queen! 'tis mine to own,
"In thee resplendent is the Godhead thrown;
"thy works persuade, my soul enraptur'd feels
"Resistless beauty which thy smile reveals."
Ardent she spoke, and, kindling at her charms
She clasp'd the blooming goddess in her arms.

Infinitive Love where'er we turn our eyes
Appears this ev'ry creature's swants supplies;
This most is heard in Nature's constant voice,
This makes the morn, and this the eve rejoice;
This bids the fost'ring rains and de s descend
To nourish all, to serve lone gen'ral end,
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The good of man: yet man ungrateful pays
But little homage, and but little praise.
To him, whose works arry'd with mercy
shine
What songs should rise, how constant, how divine!
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    GOLIATH OF GATH.   Table of Contents     To a Lady on the Death of Three Relations.