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rthly ill! Wide landscape of the world, in purest light Arrayed, how fair, how cheering were the sight! Alas! we think upon this seat of care, And ask, if peace, if harmony be there. We hear the clangours and the cries that shake The mad world, and their dismal music make; We see gaunt Vice, of dread, enormous size, That fearless in the broad day sweltering lies, 300 And scorns the feeble arrow that assails His Heaven-defying crest and iron scales; His brows with wan and withered roses crowned, And reeling to the pipe's lascivious sound, We see Intemperance his goblet quaff; And mocking Blasphemy, with mad loud laugh, Acting before high Heaven a direr part, Sport with the weapons that shall pierce his heart! If o'er the southern wave[64] we turn our sight, More dismal shapes of hideous woe affright: 310 Grim-visaged War, that ruthless, as he hies, Drowns with his trumpet's blast a brother's cries; And Massacre, by yelling furies led, With ghastly grin and eye-balls rolling red! O'er a vast field, wide heaped with festering slain, Hark! how the Demon Passions shout amain, And cry, exulting, while the death-storm lowers, Hurrah! the kingdoms of the world are ours! O GOD! who madest man, I see these things, And wearied wish for a fleet angel's wings, 320 That I might fly away, and hear no more The surge that moans along this mortal shore! But Joy's unclouded sunshine may not be, Till, Father of all worlds, we rest with Thee! Then Truth, uplifting from thy works the pall, Shall speak: In wisdom hast Thou made them all; Then angels and archangels, as they gaze, And all the acclaiming host of heaven, shall raise The loud hosannah of eternal praise! Here all is mixed with sorrow; and the clouds 330 Hang awfully, whose shade the dim earth shrouds; Therefore I mourn for man, and sighing say, As down the steep I wind my homeward way, Oh, when will Earth's long muttering tempests cease, And all be sunshine (like this scene) and peace! [54] A mine called the Wherry-Mine, beneath the surface of the sea near Penzance. [55] Three or four sheep were seen rambling among the precipices, and picking here and there a blade of grass; but in general the rock is naked, and ext
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