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"Alas! for me, no more the times of Peace "Are mine on Earth-in Death my Pains may cease.
"Foes to my Soul! ye young Seducers, know, "What serious Ills from your Amusements flow; Opinions, you with so much ease profess, "O'erwhelm the Simple and their Minds oppress: "Let such be happy, nor with Reasons strong, "That make them wretched, prove their Notions
"Let them proceed in that they deem the way,
had full assurance of his Salvation, the Spirit entered particularly into the subject with him; and, among many other matters of like nature, assured him that "his sins were fully and freely "forgiven, as if they had never been committed; not for any act "done by him, whether believing in Christ, or repenting of "sin; nor yet for the sorrows and miseries he endured, nor for "any service he should be called upon in his militant state, but "for His own Name and for his glory's sake," &c.* And the whole drift and tenour of the book is to the same purpose, viz. the uselessness of all religious duties, such as prayer, contrition, fasting, and good works: he shows the evil done by reading such books as the Whole Duty of Man, and the Practice of Piety; and complains heavily of his relation, an Irish bishop, who wanted him to join with the household in family prayer; in fact, the whole work inculcates that sort of Quietism which this dialogue alludes to, and that without any recommendation of attendance on the teachers of the Gospel, but rather holding forth encouragement to the supineness of man's nature; by the information that he in vain looks for acceptance by the employment of his talents, and that his hopes of glory are rather extinguished than raised by any application to the means of Grace.
* Cordial, &c. page 87.
THE POOR OF THE BOROUGH.
Was a sordid soul,
Such as does murder for a meed:
Methought the souls of all that I had murder'd, came to my tent, and every one did threat
Shakspeare. Rich. III.
The time hath been,
That when the brains were out, the man would die,
And there an end; but now they rise again,
With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,
The Father of Peter a Fisherman. Peter's early Conduct.-His Grief for the Old Man.-He takes an Apprentice. The Boy's Suffering and Fate.- A second Boy: how he died.-Peter acquitted.-A third Apprentice. A Voyage by Sea: the Boy does not return. — Evil Report on Peter: he is tried and threatened.-Lives alone.-His Melancholy and incipient Madness.-Is observed and visited. He escapes and is taken; is lodged in a Parish-House; Women attend and watch him. He speaks in a Delirium: grows more collected.—His Account of his Feelings and visionary Terrors previous to his Death.
OLD Peter Grimes made Fishing his Employ,
Yes! then he wept, and to his Mind there came
How he had oft the good Old Man revil'd,
"Thou kill'dst not her-Heav'n spares the double "Crime."
On an Inn-settle, in his maudlin Grief,
Now liv'd the Youth in freedom, but debarr'd
Oft up the Hedge-row glided, on his Back
Or Farm-yard Load, tugg'd fiercely from the Stack;
He built a mud-wall'd Hovel, where he kept
Peter had heard there were in London then,—
Such Peter sought, and when a Lad was found, The Sum was dealt him, and the Slave was bound. Some few in Town observ'd in Peter's Trap A Boy, with Jacket blue and woollen Cap; But none inquir'd how Peter us'd the Rope, Or what the Bruise, that made the Stripling stoop; None could the.Ridges on his Back behold, None sought him shiv'ring in the Winter's Cold; None put the Question,-" Peter, dost thou give "The Boy his Food? What, Man! the Lad must live : "Consider, Peter, let the Child have Bread, "He'll serve thee better if he's strok'd and fed." None reason'd thus and some, on hearing Cries, Said calmly," Grimes is at his Exercise."