Classic Poem

Full of the God (within his silent Breast)
Words worthy of the Oracle h' exprest.
What Labienus would y' inquire if I;
As a free Roman , had not rather dye
Bravely in Arms, than stoop to Mouarchy?
If we in Life can any value see?
Or whether long or short much diff'rent be,
If any violence can depress the brave?
Or Fortunes threats force against Vertue have.
Are great attempts by not succeeding less?
Does a brave act grow braver by success?
We of these truths such full conviction find,
Heav'n cannot fix them deeper in the mind.
We all on God, as parts of him depend;
There does the mighty chain begin and end.
Were Temples silent, the Almighty will,
Spight of our selves, we cannot but fulfill.
Heav'n needs no voice, to tell us what to do,
At first it plants in man all he should ever know
Nor could a God so narrowly provide
For human kind , in these parch'd Sands to hide
Truth for a few, to all the rest deni'd,
Where can you think the Seat of God to find,
But in Earth, Sea , or Air, Heav'n , or a Virtuous mind?
Why should we seek him farther then? for he
Is wheresoe're you move, and whatsoe're you see
Let doubtful men their Fortune T ellers try,
And Anxious into future chances Pry
No Oracle can e're my doubt secure
But certain Death; that does my mind assure.
Impartial Death that strikes alike at all,
As well the Coward as the Brave must fall.