On Friendship
Let amicitia in her ample
Extend her notes to a Celestial
Benevolent far more divinely
Amor like me doth triumph at the
Let amicitia in her ample
Extend her notes to a Celestial
Benevolent far more divinely
Amor like me doth triumph at the
Who taught thee conflict with the pow'rs of night,
To vanquish satan in the fields of light
Who strung thy feeble arms with might unknown,
How great thy conquest, and how bright thy crown
Say, heav'nly muse, what king or mighty God,
That moves sublime from Idumea's road
In Bosrah's dies, with martial glories join'd,
His purple vesture waves upon the wind
Arise, my soul, on wings enraptur'd,
To praise the monarch of the earth and skies,
Whose goodness and benificence
As round its centre moves the rolling year,
Did Fear and Danger so perplex your Mind,
As made you fearful of the Whistling Wind
Was it not Boreas knit his angry
Against you
All-Conquering Death
by thy resistless pow'r,
Hope's tow'ring plumage falls to rise no more
Of scenes terrestrial how the glories fly,
Must Ethiopians be employ'd for you
Much I rejoice if any good I do
I ask O unbeleiver,
Satan's
From dark abodes to fair etherial
Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight;
On the kind bosom of eternal
She finds unknown beatitude above
New England first a wilderness was
Till for a continent 'twas destin'd
From feild to feild the savage monsters runE'r yet Brittania had her work
Thy Power,
EL,
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xvii
Ye martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine,
'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither sought nor knew
E'er yet the morning heav'd its Orient
Behold him praising with the happy dead
Hail
happy Saint, on the immortal Shore