This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1716 Excerpt: ...in a Common-weal. From Cdtiejue Woods is chas'd the nulsifh Ctew; But ah! some Pity e'en to Brutes is due: Their native Walks, methinks, they might enjoy, Curb.'d of their native Malice to destroy. Of all the Tyrannies on Human kind, The worst is that which Persecutes the Mind. Let us but weigh at what Osfence we ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1716 Excerpt: ...in a Common-weal. From Cdtiejue Woods is chas'd the nulsifh Ctew; But ah! some Pity e'en to Brutes is due: Their native Walks, methinks, they might enjoy, Curb.'d of their native Malice to destroy. Of all the Tyrannies on Human kind, The worst is that which Persecutes the Mind. Let us but weigh at what Osfence we strike, Tis but, because we cannot think alike. In punishing of this we overthrow The Laws of Nations and of Nature too. Beasts are the Subjects of tyrannick Sway, Where still the stronger on the weaker prey, Man only of a soster Mold is made; Not for his Fellows Ruin, but their Aid-Created kind, benesicent and free, The noble Image of the Deity. One Portion of informing Fire was giv'n. To Brutes, th' inferior Family of Heav'n: The Smith Divine, as with a careless Beat, Struck out the mute Creation at a Heat: Bat when-artiv'd at last to human Race, The Godhead took a deep cousid'ring space: . And, to distinguish Man from all the rest, Unlock'd the sacred Treasures of his Breast: And Mercy mixt with Reason did imparts, One to his Head, the othe-r to his Heart: Reason to Rule, but Mercy to forgive: The first is Law, the last Prerogative. And like his Mind his outward Form appear'd. y When issuing naked, to thewondring Herd, fear'd. He charm'd their Eyes, and for they lov'd, they Not arm'd with Horns of arbitrary Might, y Or Claws to seize their furry Spoils in Fight, flight. V Or with encrease of Feet, t' o'ertake 'em in their - Of easie Shape, and pliant ev'ry way; Confessing still the sostness of his Clay, S And kind as Kings upon their Coronation Day: With open Hands, and with extended space Of Arms to satisfie a large Embrace. Thus kneaded up with Milk, the new made Maa His Kingdom o'er his Kindred Wotld began: 'Till Knowledge mis-apply'd, mi...
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Add this copy of Miscellany Poems; Volume 4 to cart. $66.41, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2016 by Wentworth Press.
