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A kingdom of the just then let it be: .. But first consider how those just agree. The good must merit God's peculiar care; 135 But who, but God, can tell us who they are ? One thinks on Calvin Heav'n's own spirit fell; Another deems him instrument of hell; If Calvin feel Heav'n's blessing, or its rod, This cries, there is, and that, there is no God. 149 What shocks one part will edify the rest, Nor with one system can they all be blesto The very best will variously incline, And what rewards your virtue, punish mine. WHATEVER IS, IS RIGHT.-This world, 'tis true, Was made for Cæsar - but for Titus too: 146 And which more blest? who chain'd his country? say, Or he whose virtue sigh'd to lose a day?
“ But sometimes virtue starves, while vice is fed.” What then? Is the reward of virtue bread ? 150 That, vice may merit, 'tis the price of toil; The knave deserves it, when he tills the soil, The knave deserves it, when he tempts the main, Where folly fights for kings, or dives for gain. The good man may be weak, be indolent; 155 Nor is his claim to plenty, but content.
After ver. 142. in some editions,
Give each a system, all must be at strife;
What diff'rent systems for a man and wife? VOL. IIL
But grant him riches, your demand is o’er ? “ No-shall the good want health, the good want
pow'r?” Add health, and pow'r, and ev'ry earthly thing. “ Why bounded pow'r? why private? why no king?” Nay, why external for internal giv'n?
161 Why is not man a god, and earth a heav'n? Who ask and reason thus, will scarce conceive God gives enough, while he has more to give : Immense the pow'r, immense were the demand; Say, at what part of nature will they stand? 166
What nothing earthly gives, or can destroy, The soul's calm sun-shine, and the heart-felt joy, Is virtue’s prize: A better would you fix, Then give humility a coach and six, . 1090 Justice a conqu’ror's sword, or truth a gown, Or public spirit its great cure, a crown. Weak, foolish man! will Heav'n reward us there With the same trash mad mortals wish for here? The boy and man an individual makes,
175 Yet sigh’st thou now for apples and for cakes? Go, like the Indian, in another life Expect thy dog, thy bottle, and thy wife: As well as dream such trifles are assign'd, As toys and empires, for a god-like mind. 180
After ver. 172. in the MS.
Say, what rewards this idle world imparts,
Rewards, that either would to virtue bring.
Honour and shame from no condition rise ;
204 Stuck o'er with titles, and hung round with strings, That thou may'st be by kings, or whores of kings, Boast the pure blood of an illustrious race, In quiet flow from Lucrece to Lucrece :
But by your fathers' worth if your's you rate,
Look next on greatness ; say where greatness lies ?
225 All sly slow things, with circumspective eyes : Men in their loose unguarded hours they take, Not that themselves are wise, but others weak. But grant that those can conquer, these can cheat ; 'Tis phrase absurd to call a villain great : 230 Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, . Is but the more a fool, the more a knave.
Who VER. 20%. Boast the pure blood, &c.] In the MS. thus,
The richest blood, right-honourably old,
Who noble ends by noble means obtains,
What's fame? a fancy'd life in other's breath,
250 When what toblivion better were resign'd, Is hung on high, to poison half mankind. All fame is foreign, but of true desert; Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart :. One self-approving hour whole years outweighs. 255 Of stupid starers, and of loud huzzas ; And more true joy Marcellus exild feels, Than Cæsar with a senate at his heels.
In parts superior what advantage lies ? Tell (for you can) what is it to be wise ?
260 H 3