And put good works on board, and wait the wind All should be prophets to themselves; foresee 675 689 The thought of death? That thought is the machine, 690 (To speak a language too well known to thee,) Would at a moment give its all to Chance, 695 And stamp the die for an Eternity! Aid me, Narcissa! aid me to keep pace With Destiny: and, ere her scissars cut My thread of life, to break this tougher thread Of moral death, that ties me to the world. 700 Sting thou my slumbering Reason, to send forth To sally, and survey the rapid march Of his ten thousand messengers to man, Who, Jehulike, behind him turns them all. 705 My warrant is gone out, though dormant yet; Must I then forward only look for Death? Backward I turn mine eye, and find him there. Mar. is a self-survivor every year. Man, like a stream, is in perpetual flow. 710 715 720 Shall we then fear lest that should come to pass, Which comes to pass each moment of our lives? If fear we must, let that Death turn us pale A brother tomb to tell you-you shall die. 730 But you are learn'd: in volumes deep you sit, 735 In wisdom shallow. Pompous ignorance! Would you be still more learned than the learn'd? Learn well to know how much need not be known, And what that knowledge which impairs your sense. Our needful knowledge, like our needfu! food, 740 And bids all welcome to the vital feast. You scorn what lies before you in the page Of indispensable, eternal fruit; 745 Fruit, or which mortals feeding, turn to gods, And dive in science for distinguish ́d names, Sinking in virtue as you rise in fame. Your learning, like the lunar beam, affords 750 755 All casts of conduct, all degrees of health, Come forth at random; or, if choice is made, The choice is quite sarcastic, and insults 760 All boid conjecture and fond hopes of man. Though great our sorrow, greater our surprise. What, smitten, most proclaims the pride of power To bid the wretch survive the fortunate; The feeble wrap the' athletic in his shroud; 765 And weeping fathers build their children's tomb: 770 Me thine, Narcissa!-What, though short thy date? In hoary youth Methusalems may die; And can her gaiety give counsel too? 775 780 E'en let him sweep his rubbish to the grave; But own man born to live as well as die.'— 785 Wretched and old thou givest him; young and gay He takes; and plunder is a tyrant's joy. What if I prove, the farthest from the fear Are often nearest to the stroke of Fato ?' All, more than common, menaces an end. A blaze betokens brevity of life : 790 As if bright embers should emit a flame, Glad spirits sparkled from Narcissa's eye, 795 And made Youth younger, and taught Life to live. For this offence, as treason to the deep Where lust and turbulent ambition sleep, 800 Death took swift vengeance. As he life detests, More life is still inore odious; and, reduced By conquest, aggrandizes more his power. But wherefore aggrandized?—By Heaven's decree 805 In awful expectation of our end. Thus runs Death's dread commission: 'Strike, but so As most alarms the living by the dead.' Hence stratagem delights him, and surprise, And cruel sport with man's securities. 810 Not simple conquest, triumph is his aim; And where least fear'd, there conquest triumphs most. What are his arts to lay our fears asleep? 815 Like princes unconfess'd in foreign courts, Who travel under cover, Death assumes The name and look of Life, and dwells among us: Though master of a wider empire far Than that o'er which the Roman Eagle flew, Like Nero, he's a fiddler, charioteer : Quite unsuspected, till, the wheel beneath, His disarray'd oblation he devours. He most affects the forms least like himself, His slender self: hence burly corpulence : 825 830 835 840 Lay by his horrors, and put on his smiles. If 'twas a dream, his genius can explain. 845 'Twas in a circle of the gay I stood: Death would have enter'd; Nature push'd him back · Supported by a doctor of renown, His point he gain'd; then artfully dismiss'd The sage; for Death design'd to be conceal'd: 850 He gave an old vivacious usurer His meagre aspect, and his naked bones, 855 860 |