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The Senses there thro’ dark Meanders rove, Thro’ ev’ry tender Tube and fibrous Grove: Each a long Train of Images affords: Reason receives, and Memory records. Who stops the turgid Bottles of the Sky, Bids Storms disperse, and low’ring Vapours fly? Who paints the show’ry Bow, the golden Stream, The Sun-born Beauties, and the vivid Gleam? Again, O Man, what Species, say, what Tribe, To thee their wond’rous Sustenance ascribe? Whether the feather’d Race and scaly Brood, Or savage Beasts, that haunt the lonely Wood? Can thy all-piercing Eye the Range survey, Where grumbling Lyons seek the destin’d Prey? … Do’st thou their Food, with providential Care, The clam’rous Ravens daily Food prepare? Lo! From their callow Young, the tender Cries Reach the high Heav’ns; high Heav’n their Want supplies: For God alone can God’s Creation guide, And Nature’s Lord, o’er Nature’s Works 38 preside. 38 AM: “work.” 21
The Hive (Vol. 2) 39 [Untitled] 40 [p.] 39 See, see She wakes, Sabina wakes! And now the Sun begins to rise; Less glorious is the Morn that breaks From his bright Beams than her fair Eyes. With Light united, Day they give, But different Fates e’er night fulfill; How many by His Warmth will Live? How many will Her Coldness Kill! [Untitled] 41 Clarinda, the Pride of the Plain, So fam’d for her conquering Charms, Repenting her Scorn of a Swain. Sat pensive, and folded her arms. Her Lute, and her shining attire, Neglected were laid at her side; While pining with helpless Desire, The Damsel thus mournfully cried. Oh! could the past Hours but return, When I triumphed in Angelot’s Heart, Clarinda would mutually burn, Would mutually suffer the smart. 39The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs of Our Best English Poets, Vol. 2 (London: John Walthoe Jr., 1724). 40 “On his Mistress waking at Break of Day,” Hive, 2:39. 41 “Clarinda’s Repentance,” Hive, 2:115–17. 22
Page 1 and 2: Editorial Introduction: JOHN WESLEY
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On the Death of Dr. Freind 181 In M
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January and May: or The Merchant’
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order. Still one by one, in swift s
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