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After the prize in view! and, like a bird

That's hamper'd, struggles hard to get away!

Whilst the glad gates of sight are wide expanded

To let new glories in, the first fair fruits
Of the fast-coming harvest! Then then
Each earth-born joy grows vile, or disappears,
Shrunk to a thing of nought! O how. He jongs
To have his passport sign'd, and be dismiss'd!.
"Tis done and now he's happy! The glad
soul

Has not a wish uncrown'd. E'en the lag flesh-
Rests too in hope of meeting once again

It's better half, never to sunder more.

Nor shall it hope in vain: the time draws on
When not a single spot of burial-earth,
Whether on land or in the spacious sea,

But must give back it's long committed dust
Inviolate and faithfully shall these

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Make up the full account; not the least atom
Embezzled, or mislaid, of the whole tale!
Each soul shall have a body ready furnish'd; -
And each shall have his own. Hence, ye profane!
Ask not how this can be?
Sure the same

power

That rear'd the piece at first, and took it down,
Can reassemble the loose scatter'd parts,

And

put them as they were. Almighty God Has done much more; nor is his arm impair'd

Through length of days; and what he can he

will:

His faithfulness stands bound to see it done.
When the dread trumpet sounds, the slumb'ring
dust, .

Not unattentive to the call, shall wake;
And every joint possess its proper place,
With a new elegance of form, unknown
To its first state.

Nor shall the conscious soul

Mistake it's partner; but, amidst the crowd
Singling it's other half, into it's arms

Shall rush, with all th' impatience of a man

That's new come home, and, having long been absent,

With haste runs over every different room,

In pain to see the whole. Thrice happy meeting! Nor time, nor death, shall ever part them more !

'Tis but a night, a long and moonless night; We make the grave our bed, and then are gone !

Thus at the shut of ev'n, the weary bird Leaves the wide air, and in some lonely brake Cow'rs down, and dozes till the dawn of day; Then claps his well-fledg'd wings, and bears away.

THE END.

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