Classic Poem

1.

Why should the pure Immortal Mind,
That cannot Circumscribed be
Within the Bonds of Flesh and Blood,
Seem to Fallacious Toys inclin'd;
Neglective of the chiefest Good,
And only true Felicity,
The never-fading Joys of vast Eternity.

2.

Were wretched Infants Naked hurl'd
Upon the Banks of fullen Cares,
To beg the Favours of the World,
And only be involv'd in Snares,
And suckled at the Breasts of Misery;
Unless in all things they comply
With Earth's imperious Nods, and sordid Tyranny?

3.

No, no; that all-discerning Eye,
That with a strict observant Look
Surveys the corners of the Universe,
And Tokens of his Pow'r disperse
Therein, who now and ever took
Care of the Helpless, cannot pass them by,
Since the young Ravens Wants he doth supply.

4.

But an Instructive Lesson's learned hence,
That helpless Man might look unto
The all-preserving Hand of Providence,
From whom alone all Blessings flow;
To whom alone our humble Eye
Should always in Sincerity
Be lifted up, for he'll regard our earnest Cry.

5.

Though Infants many days, do more
Regard the Pap than her that gives it,
They learn in time both to implore
Help, and t'acknowledge who relieves it;
And, though they do not want the Breast,
Would with their tender Mother's Bosom ever rest.

6.

Thus is not both our Heart and Mind
Taught, with Magnetick Influence
Of sacred Love and Sympathy,
That we thereby might be inclin'd
To soar above the Sphere of Sense,
Of perishing Mortality;
Yea, with unwearied Fervency,
Seek the Sublimer Joys of bright Eternity?