THE SCEPTIC. "Leur raison, qu'ils prennent pour guide, ne présente à leur esprit que des conjectures et des embarras; les absurdités où ils tombent en niant la Religion deviennent plus insoutenables que les verités dont la hauteur les étonne; et pour ne vouloir pas croire des mystères incompréhensibles, us suivent l'une après l'autre d'incompréhensibles erreurs." BOSSUET, Oraisons Funébres. WHEN the young Eagle, with exulting eye, No! still through clouds he wins his upward way, And proudly claims his heritage of day! -And shall the spirit, on whose ardent gaze The dayspring from on high hath pour'd its blaze, Turn from that pure effulgence, to the beam Of earth-born light, that sheds a treacherous gleam, VOL. III. A Luring the wanderer, from the star of faith, To the deep valley of the shades of death? Is earth still Eden ?-might a Seraph guest, We seek no fairer scenes than life can show? Votary of doubt! then join the festal throng, Bask in the sunbeam, listen to the song, Spread the rich board, and fill the wine-cup high, And bind the wreath ere yet the roses die! 'Tis well, thine eye is yet undimm'd by time, And thy heart bounds, exulting in its prime; Smile then unmoved at Wisdom's warning voice, And, in the glory of thy strength, rejoice! But life hath sterner tasks; e'en youth's brief hours Survive the beauty of their loveliest flowers; The soul's pure flame the breath of storms must fan, |