. An essay upon literature: or, An enquiry into the antiquity and original of letters; proving that the two tables, written by the finger of God in Mount Sinai, was the first writing in the world, and that all other alphabets derive from the Hebrew ; with a short view of the methods made use of by the antients to supply the want of letters before, and improve the use of them, after they were known . cry,And count the well-known Wonders of the Skie^Say, Learned Wbitefide ! dear, lamented Shade!Since now thy loft Experiment is made,Say, what is Death ? is Death a real Pain >Or only what the S
. An essay upon literature: or, An enquiry into the antiquity and original of letters; proving that the two tables, written by the finger of God in Mount Sinai, was the first writing in the world, and that all other alphabets derive from the Hebrew ; with a short view of the methods made use of by the antients to supply the want of letters before, and improve the use of them, after they were known . cry,And count the well-known Wonders of the Skie^Say, Learned Wbitefide ! dear, lamented Shade!Since now thy loft Experiment is made,Say, what is Death ? is Death a real Pain >Or only what the Stings of Confcience feign?Is it a Reft from all our Human Woes,Where Peace and Silence keep their foft Repofe ?Or is it by our Fancy Monftrous made,And painted Black, to make us more affraid ?Say, is not Death a harmlefs, lambent Flame,What the Bad fly from, anfl the Righteous claim ?Tis Something fure, but what we cannot know,Tis Somethings which we all muft undergo. Then here let all our nice Enquiries End,For Death and only Death can be our Friend:Tis the fure Haven of a Soul diftrefsd, Where all the warring Paflions are at Reft : Tii SEVERAL OCCASIONS. 187 Tis here the Captive lays his Burthen down,And dreads no more the awful Monarchs Frown:Tis here the Monarch bends the Subjed: Knee,Tis here he learns the Weaknefs of his Plea,And ftands convincd theres Oney thats Greater[ftill than A a z THE 188 P O E M S ON ■$ M @ $ © ® 9 ® © * $ $ $ f ® $ 5§J © 0 © « * «vP3i^ svi:-3/a syr-iK) - e/COAo *j> e^r-oXs <*/C3As * THE OXFORD BEAUTIES YE gentle Nymphs! that haunt fair Ifis Streams,Aid me in Vifions and repeated Dreams;By Beauty warmd I touch the trembling String,What Mufe for Beauty will refufe to fingf*Ye Oxford Belles! my ravifhd Soul infpireWith all the Poets and the Lovers Fire :Beam on my Mind, excite the fofc Alarm,And make me confcious of each heavnly Charm. Lo! SEVERAL OCCASIONS. 189 Lo! to my View a thouland Beauties filent Rapture f
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