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1. A spirit pass'd before me: I beheld The face of Immortality unveild Deep sleep came down on every eye save mineAnd there it stood,--all formless—but divine: Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake; And as my damp hair stiffen'd, thus it spake :
2. “ Is man more just than God? Is man more pure “ Than he who deems even Seraphs insecure? “ Creatures of clay—vain dwellers in the dust! - The moth survives you, and are ye more just ?
Things of a day! you wither ere the night, “ Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light!" ODE
6 The Emperor Nepos was acknowledged by the Senate, " by the Italians, and by the Provincials of Gaul; his moral 66 virtues, and military talents, were loudly celebrated ; and 66 those who derived any private benefit from his government “ announced in prophetic strains the restoration of public “ felicity
“ By this shameful abdication, he protracted his life a few years,
in a very ambiguous state, between an Emperor and “ an Exile, till
Gibbon's Decline and Fall, vol. vi. p. 220.
1. 'Tis done-but yesterday a King!
And arm’d with Kings to striveAnd now thou art a nameless thing
So abject—yet alive!
And can he thus survive?
Ill-minded man! why scourge thy kind
Who bow'd so low the knee? By gazing on thyself grown blind,
Thou taught'st the rest to see. With might unquestion’d,--power to saveThine only gift hath been the grave
To those that worshipp'd thee; Nor till thy fall could mortals guess Ambition's less than littleness !
Thanks for that lesson- it will teach
To after-warriors more
Than high Philosophy can preach,
And vainly preach'd before.
That led them to adore