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^ M A G A 2 1 ^ E <strong>of</strong> M A G A 2 1 N E<br />
IS it is Said that their Situation in life<br />
is mended ; how can we judge oS<br />
that ? And Supposing that, which is<br />
Seldom the case, that their circumstances,<br />
when Sold, may to outward appearance<br />
Seem agreeable, or to us more<br />
So than it was beSore ; yet how can we,<br />
who Scarce know what is best for our-<br />
Selves, pretend to judge oS the happineSs<br />
<strong>of</strong> another person, which must depend<br />
on variety <strong>of</strong> circumstances Suitable<br />
to his disposition and temper ? If<br />
we would pretend to form any judgment<br />
os their case, it can be done by no method<br />
but that <strong>of</strong> putting ourselves in<br />
their circumstance : Let us Suppose that<br />
we were by war, or by a Sudden invasion<br />
<strong>of</strong> the enemy taken prifoners, and<br />
Sold and transported into another country,<br />
and there made to endure the difficulties<br />
and hardships that the negroes<br />
labour under ; does there need any aggravating<br />
circumstance to render this diStreSs<br />
more compleat, or any but just<br />
colours to paint out this dreadful seene,<br />
fo as to strike with piny and amazement<br />
every heart which hath still a Spark <strong>of</strong><br />
humanity lest? -.See the tender infant<br />
pull'd from its mother's breast, crying<br />
for its natural food 1 See the aged father,<br />
the labours <strong>of</strong> whole life were<br />
Crown'd by the maturity, manhood and<br />
dignity <strong>of</strong> his son, just arrived at such<br />
an age os lite, when he should be the<br />
support <strong>of</strong> his tottering years, and the<br />
stay <strong>of</strong> his old age. Lo ! he is gone,<br />
but hoyv ? by the stroke <strong>of</strong> death : No ;<br />
then he migl.t be happy in a state <strong>of</strong><br />
rest, where " rao christians thirst for<br />
" gold.'' But to conccive the labours<br />
and difficulties he may undergo whilst<br />
living, must give a greater wound to<br />
the mind than even death itfelf Need<br />
we add any thing to heighten the distreSs<br />
1 Lo ! the saithlitl friend, parted<br />
by a mischance <strong>of</strong> war, and condemned<br />
to labour in a diflant country, far<br />
from every kind <strong>of</strong>fice <strong>of</strong> a friend. Beholdthe<br />
faithful generous couple, who<br />
after many many months <strong>of</strong> anxious<br />
love. and careful fears, are come almost<br />
to the summit os their bliss, only<br />
e<br />
one day waits. to bring the reward <strong>of</strong><br />
their mutual constant love, in such a<br />
short interval they are fnatch'dfrom<br />
each other, and feperated to such naileries<br />
as may be better conceiv'd than<br />
exprels'd. These circumstances are not<br />
fictitious, or founded in the imagination<br />
only, but are such as mult and will happen<br />
continually, tho' they may not be<br />
quite so discoverable as certain, occasioned<br />
by the unintelligible language<br />
in which they probably utter their distress.<br />
Has not nature distresses enough.<br />
that we must encreafe the number <strong>of</strong><br />
them Or have Brilons, who have so<br />
long tasted the Sweets <strong>of</strong> liberty, forgot<br />
the relish <strong>of</strong> it ?<br />
No, forbid it, O my countrymen !<br />
let it not be said that distreSs and anguish<br />
were brought on the father, mo- "<br />
thet, huiband, wife, Son, daughter or<br />
friend on our account; and that we Sor<br />
the fake os filling our c<strong>of</strong>fers coined in<br />
any trade which had thefe effects, and<br />
which made Such inroads on the liberties<br />
oS our innocent Sellow creatures.<br />
^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^<br />
RestecSlions on the unbounded and astonish-<br />
ing Scenes <strong>of</strong> Creation.<br />
Come forth, O ^tan! yon Azure round survey,<br />
And view those Lamps which y iel d eternal Day<br />
' I ^H E Sun had quitted the horizon,<br />
and withdrew his prolific beams,<br />
when, tired with the labours oS the day,<br />
1 took a Solitary walk on the western<br />
cliffs. At the foot <strong>of</strong> the steep mountain,<br />
the Sea, all clear and fmooth,<br />
formed an immense plain, and held a<br />
watery mirror to the skies. The lively<br />
vermilion, which lately streaked the<br />
chambers <strong>of</strong> the yvest, began to fade,<br />
and the planets one aster another lighted<br />
up their lamps, and the stars advanced<br />
in their glittering train ; a<br />
thousand and a thousand luminaries<br />
shone forth in Successive Splendors, and<br />
the yvhole firmament kindled into the<br />
most beautiful ^lo*,*:. Night had now<br />
wrapped