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There is a fubordination among them; and the honor we pay to them generally correfponds to the extent of their object.

12. The good hufband, the good father, the good friend, the good neighbor, we honor as a good man, worthy of our love and affection. But the man in whom

thefe more private affections are fwallowed up in zeal for the good of his country, and of mankind, who goes about doing good, and feeks opportunities of being ufeful to his fpecies, we revere as more than a good man; we esteem him as a hero.

MESSIAH, A SACRED ECLOgue.

YE nymphs of Solyma! begin the fong :

To heavenly themes fublimer ftrains belong.
The moffy fountains and the fylvan fhades,
The dreams of Pindus aud th' Aonian maids
Delight no more. O Thou my voice inspire,
Who touch'd Ifaiah's hallow'd lips with fire!

2. Rapt into future times, the bard begun :
A Virgin fhall conceive, a Virgin bear a Son!
From Jeffe's root behold a branch arife,.
Whofe facred flower with fragrance fills the skies :
Th' etherial Spirit o'er its leaves shall move,
And on its top defcend the myftic Dove.

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3. Ye heav'ns, from high the dewy nectar
And in foft filence fhed the kindly show'r.
The fick and weak the healing plant fhall aid,
From forms a fhelter, and from heat a fhade;
All crimes shall cease, and ancient fraud fhall fail,
Returning juftice lift aloft her scale,

Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend,
And white rob'd innocence from heav'n defcend.

4. Swift fly the years, and rife the expected morn!
Oh fpring to light, aufpicious Babe, be born!
See nature haftes her earlieft wreaths to bring,
With all the incenfe of the breathing fpring;
See lofty Lebanon his head advance,
See nodding forests on the mountains dance,

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See fpicy clouds from lowly Sharon rife,
And Carmel's flow'ry top perfumes. the flies!
5. Hark! a glad voice the lonely defert cheers
Prepare the way! a God, a God appears!
A God, a God! the vocal hills reply,
The rocks proclain. th' approaching Deity.

6. Lo, earth receives him from the bending fkies !!
Sink down, ye mountains, and, ye vallies, rife!
With heads declin'd, ye cedars, homage pay ;.
Be fmooth, ye rocks; ye rapid floods, give way !
The Saviour comes! by ancient bards foretold ::
Hear him, ye deaf! and, all ye blind, behold!
7. He from thick films fhall purge the visual ray,,
And on the fightless eye-ball pour the day ::
He the obftructed paths of found fhall clear,
And bid new mufic charm th' unfolding ear;
The dumb fhall fing, the lame his crutch forego,
And leap exulting like the bounding roe..

8. No figh, no murmur, the wide world fhall hear ;: From ev'ry face he wipes of ev'ry tear.

In adamantine chains fhall death be bound,.

And hell's grim tyrant feel th' etern -1; wound.

9. As the good fhepherd tends his fleecy care,,
Seeks fresheft pafture and the purest air,
Explores the loft, the wand'ring fheep directs,,
By day o'erfees them, and by night protects;
The tender lambs, he raifes in his arms,
Feeds from his hand, and in his bofom warms;.
Thus fhall mankind his guardian care engage,
The promis'd father of the future ge.

IO. No more fhall nation against nation rife,
Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes,
Nor fields with gleaming steel, be cover'd o'er,,
The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more ;
But ufelefs lances into fcythes fhall bend,
And the broad falchion in a ploughfbare end..
II. Then palaces fall rife; the joyful fon
Shall finish what his fhort liv'd fire begun ;
Their vines a fhadow to their race shall yield,
And the fame hand; that fow'd fhall reap the field.
The fwain in barren deferts with fuprize
Mee lilies fpring, and fudden verdure rife;

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And start, amidst the thirsty wilds, to hear
New falls of water murmuring in his ear.

13. On fixed rocks, the dragon's late abodes,
The green reed trembles and the bulrufh nods;
Wafte, fandy vallies, once perplex'd with thorn,
The fpiry fir and fhapely box adorn ;

To leaflefs fhrubs the flow'ring palm fucceed,
And od❜rous myrtle to the noisome weed.

14. The lambs with wolves fhall graze the verdant mead, And boys in flow'ry bands the tyger

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The fteer and lion at one crib hall meet,
And harmless ferpents lick the pilgrim's feet
The fmiling infant in his hand fhall take
The crefted bafrlifk and fpeckled fnake,
Pleas'd, the green luftre of their scales furvey,
And with their forked tongues fhall innocently play.
15. Rife,, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rife!!
Exalt thy tow'ry head, and lift hy eyes!
See a long race thy fpacious courts adorn ;
See future fons and daughters, yet unborn,,
In crowding ranks on ev'ry fide arife,
Demanding life, impatient for the fkies!
See barb'rous nations at thy gates attend,
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bendi

16. See thy bright altars throng'd with proftrate kings, And heap'd with products of Sabean fprings!:

For thee Idume's fpicy forefts. blow,,

And feeds of gold, in Ophir's mountains glow.
See heav'n its fparkling portals wide display,
And break upon thee in a flood of day..

17. No more the rifing fun fhall gild the morn,
Nor ev'ning Cynthia fill her filver horn;
But loft, diffolv'd in thy fuperior rays,,
One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze
O'erflow thy courts: the light himself fhall shine
Reveal'd, and God's eternal day be thine!

18. The feas fhall wafte, the fkies in fimoke decay,
Rocks fall to duft, and mountains. melt away;
But fix'd his word, his faving pow'r remains:
Thy realm forever lafts, thy own Meffiah reigns!

NARRATIVE

NARRATIVE OF THE CAPTIVITY OF MRS. JEMIMA HOWE, TAKEN BY THE INDIANS AT HINS DALE, NEW-HAMPSHIRE, JULY 27, 1755.

As Meffis. Caleb Howe, Hilkiah Grout, and Benjamin Gaffield, who had been hoeing corn in the meadow, weft of the river, were returning home a little before funfet, to a place called Bridgman's Fort, they were fired upon by twelve Indians, who had ambushed their path.

2. Howe was on horfeback, with two young lads, his: children, behind him. A ball, which broke his thigh, brought him to the ground. His horse ran a few rods and fell likewife, and both the lads were taken. The Indians in their favage manner, coming up to Howe, pierced his body with a spear, tore off his fcalp, ftuck a hatchet in his head, and left him in this forlorn condition.

3. He was found alive the morning after, by a party of men from Fort Hinfdale; and being afked by one of the party whether he knew him, he answered, Yes, I know you all. These were his last words, though he did not ex-pire until after his friends had arrived with him at Fort Hinfdale. Grout was fortunate as to escape unhurt.

4. But Gaffield, in attempting to wade through the river, at a certain place which was indeed fordable at that time, was unfortunately drowned. Flushed with the fuccefs they had met with here, the favages went directly to Bridgman's Fort. There was no man in it, and only three women and fome children, Mrs. Jemima Howe, Mrs. Submit Grout, and Mrs. Eunice Gaffield.

5. Their husbands I need not mention again, and their feelings at this juncture I will not attempt to defcribe. They had heard the enemies' guns, but knew not what had happened to their friends.

6. Extremely anxious for their fafety, they food longing to embrace them, until at length, concluding from the noife they heard without, that some of them were come, they unbarred the gate in a hurry to receive them; when: lo to their inexpreffible difappointment and furprife, inftead of their husbands, in rushed a number of hideous In

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dians, to whom they and their tender offspring became an eafy prey; and from whom they had nothing to expect, but either an immediate death, or a long and doleful captivity.

7. The latter of thefe, by the favor of Providence, turned out to be the lot of thefe unhappy women, and their ftill more unhappy, because more helpless children. Mis. Gaffield had but one, Mrs. Grout had three, and Mrs. Howe feven. The eldest of Mrs. Howe's was eleven years old, and the youngest but fix months.

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The two eldest were daughters, which he had by Her first husband, Mr. William Phipps, who was alfo flain by the Indians, of which I doubt not but you have seen an account in Mr. Doolittle's hiftory. It was from the mouth of this woman that I lately received the foregoing account. She also gave me, I doubt not, a true, though, to be fure, a very brief and imperfect hiftory of her captivity, which. I here infert for your perufal..

9. The Indians (the fays) having plandered and put fire to the fort, we marched, as near as I could judge, a mile and a half into the woods, where we encamped that night.

10. When the morning came, and we had advanced as much farther, fix Indians were fent back to the place of our late abode, who collected a little more plunder, and destroyed fome other effects that had been left behind; but they did not return until the day was fo far fpent, that it was judged bet to continue where we were through the night.

11. Early the next morning we fet off for Canada, and continued our march eight days fucceffively, until we had reached the place where the Indians had left their canoes, about fifteen miles from Crown Point. This was a long and tedious march; but the captives, by divine affiftance, were enabled to endure it with lefs trouble and difficulty than they had reafon to expect..

12.. From fuch favage mafters, in fuch indigent circumtances, we could not rationally hope for kinder treatment than we received. Some of us, it is true, had a harder lot than others; and among the children, I thought my fon Squire had the hardest of any.

13. He was then only four years old, and when we topped to reft our weary limbs, and he fat down on his

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