Were there not a need-be of wisdom, nothing would be as it is; The foreknown station of a rush is as fixed as the station of a king, And chaff from the hand of a winnower, steered as the stars in their courses. Man liveth only in himself, but the Lord liveth in all things; Man doeth one thing at once, nor can he think two thoughts together; But God compasseth all things, mantling the globe like air; And we render homage to His wisdom, seeing use in all His creatures, For, perchance, the universe would die, were not all things as they are. OF COMPENSATION. EQUAL is the government of heaven in allotting pleasures among men, And just the everlasting law, that hath wedded happiness to virtue; For verily on all things else broodeth disappointment with care, That childish man may be taught the shallowness of earthly enjoyment. Wherefore, ye that have enough, envy ye the rich man his abundance? Wherefore, daughters of affluence, covet ye the cottager's content? him: Content with present good, he looketh not for evil to the future: The rich man languisheth with sloth, and findeth pleasure in noth ing; He locketh up care with his gold, and feareth the fickleness of fortune. Can a cup contain within itself the measure of a bucket? Or the straitened appetites of man drink more than their fill of luxury? There is a limit to enjoyment, though the sources of wealth be boundless, And the choicest pleasures of life lie within the ring of moderation. ALSO, though penury and pain be real and bitter evils, I would reason with the poor afflicted, for he is not so wretched as he seemeth. What right hath an offender to complain, though others escape punishment, If the stripes of earned misfortune overtake him in his sin? Wherefore not endure with resignation the evils thou canst not avert? For the coward Pain will flee, if thou meet him as a man: Consider, whatever be thy fate, that it might and ought to have been worse, And that it lieth in thy hand to gather even blessing from afflictions; Bethink thee, wherefore were they sent? and hath not use blunted their keenness ? Need hope, and patience, and courage, be strangers to the meanest hovel? Thou art in an evil case,—it were cruel to deny to thee compassion; But there is not unmitigated ill in the sharpest of this world's sorrows: I touch not the sore of thy guilt; but of human griefs I counsel thee, Cast off the weakness of regret, and gird thee to redeem thy loss; Thou hast gained, in the furnace of affliction, self-knowledge, patience, and humility, And these be as precious ore, that waiteth the skill of the coiner: Despise not the blessings of adversity, nor the gain thou hast earned so hardly, And now thou hast drained the bitter, take heed that thou lose not the sweet. POWER is seldom innocent, and envy is the yoke-fellow of emi nence; And the rust of the miser's riches wasteth his soul as a canker. The poor man counteth not the cost at which such wealth hath been purchased; He would be on the mountain's top without the toil and travail of the climbing. But equity demandeth recompense; for high-place, calumny and care; For state, comfortless splendor eating out the heart of home; For warrior fame, dangers and death; for a name among the learned, a spirit overstrained; For honor of all kinds, the goad of ambition; on every acquirement, the tax of anxiety. He that would change with another, must take the cup as it is mixed. Poverty, with largeness of heart; or a full purse, with a sordid spirit: Wisdom, in an ailing body; or a common mind, with health : Godliness, with man's scorn; or the welcome of the mighty, with guilt: Beauty, with a fickle heart: or plainness of face, with affection. For so hath Providence determined, that a man shall not easily discover Unmingled good or evil, to quicken his envy or abhorrence. A bold man or a fool must he be, who would change his lot with another; It were a fearful bargain, and mercy hath lovingly refused it; For we know the worst of ourselves, but the secrets of another we see not, And better is certain bad, than the doubt and dread of worse. Ripe in its times, firm in its judgments, equal in the measure of its gifts. Yet men, scanning the surface, count the wicked happy, Nor heed the compensating peace, which gladdeneth the good in his afflictions. They see not the frightful dreams that crowd a bad man's pillow, Provoking to wipe away from life the one weak witness of the deed; They know not the torturing suspicions that sting his panting breast, When the clear eye of penetration quietly readeth off the truth. Likewise of the good what know they? the memories bringing pleasure, Shrined in the heart of the benevolent, and glistening from his eye; The calm, self-justifying reason that establisheth the upright in his purpose; The warm and gushing bliss that floodeth all the thoughts of the religious. Many a beggar at the cross-way, or gray-haired shepherd on the plain, Hath more of the end of all wealth, than hundreds who multiply the means. MOREOVER, a moral compensation reacheth to the secrecy of thought; For if thou wilt think evil of thy neighbor, soon shalt thou have him for thy foe: And yet he may know nothing of the cause that maketh thee distasteful to his soul, The cause of unkind suspicion, for which thou hast thy punishment: By luxury, or rashness, or vice, the member that hath erred suffereth, And therefore the Sacrifice for all was pained at every pore. ALIKE to the slave and his oppressor cometh night with sweet refreshment, And half of the life of the most wretched is gladdened by the soothings of sleep. Pain addeth zest unto pleasure, and teacheth the luxury of health; And even the misery of guilt doth attain to the bliss of pardon. Who, in the face of the born-blind, ever looked on other than content? And the deaf ear listeneth within to the silent music of the heart. There is evil poured upon the earth from the overflowings of corrup Sickness, and poverty, and pain, and guilt, and madness, and sor row; But, as the water from a fountain riseth and sinketh to its level, Ceaselessly toileth justice to equalize the lots of men; For habit, and hope, and ignorance, and the being but one of a multitude, And strength of reason in the sage, and dullness of feeling in the fool, And the light elasticity of courage, and the calm resignation of meekness, And the stout endurance of decision, and the weak carelessness of apathy, And helps invisible, but real, and ministerings not unfelt, Angelic aid with worldly discomfiture, bodily loss with the soul's gain, Secret griefs, and silent joys, thorns in the flesh, and cordials for the spirit. (-Short of the insuperable barrier dividing innocence from guilt,-) Go far to level all things, by the gracious rule of Compensation. OF INDIRECT INFLUENCES. FACE thy foe in the field, and perchance thou wilt meet thy master, For the sword is chained to his wrist, and his armor buckled for the battle; But find him when he looketh not for thee, aim between the joints of his harness, And the crest of his pride will be humbled, his cruelty will bite the dust. |