——take Nature for your Guide,Love has some soft Excuse to sooth your Pride.
——take Nature for your Guide,Love has some soft Excuse to sooth your Pride.
——take Nature for your Guide,Love has some soft Excuse to sooth your Pride.
——take Nature for your Guide,
Love has some soft Excuse to sooth your Pride.
Can we read this excellent Advice of this very moral Satirist, without remembring what thePsalmistsays of some of his Cotemporaries;When thou sawest a Thief thou consentedst unto him, and hast been Partaker with the Adultery? For, sure of all other Thieves he is the most criminal, who (under Pretence of Friendship, perhaps) robs a Man of his most valued Effects, deprives him of his Honour, and of the Quiet and Comfort of his Life.
Nature and Love, as they, injuriously to both, miscall their brutal Appetite, are very different from what our Author would represent them. Variety by no Means answers the End of Nature in providing for Posterity. And enough has been said, to shew, that such Professions of Love are most abusive, and the Effect of their Passion the most outrageous Injury that Hatred can produce: A Woman is never so effectuallyhumble,as the Scripture elegantly expresses it, than when a Man obtains his Desires. And if she consents, she renders her self despicable in his Eyes as well as in the Eyes of others. Thus theEnglishMuse very truly sings:
“That wretched She, who yields to guilty Joys,“A Man mayPity,but heMUSTDespise.”
“That wretched She, who yields to guilty Joys,“A Man mayPity,but heMUSTDespise.”
“That wretched She, who yields to guilty Joys,“A Man mayPity,but heMUSTDespise.”
“That wretched She, who yields to guilty Joys,
“A Man mayPity,but heMUSTDespise.”
Whoever makes a true Estimate of Christianity, who does not profess it, because as yet, ’tis the Religion of his Country, or for his Interest, or some such worthy Motive; but upon full Conviction of its Divine Authority, which he cannot want if he examines impartially, as a Matter of this Consequence deserves; such a Man will find Christianity requires the strictest Purity of Heart and Imagination, since in the thickest Darkness our Thoughts, as well as our Actions, are manifest to our Judge; and, that whoever looks upon a Womanto Lust after her, has committed Adultery with her already in his Heart.
Horses and Bulls, and all the brutal Kind,}Range o’er the Field, to no one She confin’d,They know not Love, for Love is in the Mind.These following Nature are exempt from Blame,Unconscious or of Guilt, Remorse and Shame.But Man, unhappy Man! puts out his Light,Reason forsakes, to follow Appetite.Sinks down to Brute, and labours but in vain,}To be like them, without Remorse or Shame;To Guilt, inevitably follows Pain.No Deeds of Darkness are conceal’d by Night,}He sees Who dwells in everlasting Light,And ev’ry Thought is open to His Sight.
Horses and Bulls, and all the brutal Kind,}Range o’er the Field, to no one She confin’d,They know not Love, for Love is in the Mind.These following Nature are exempt from Blame,Unconscious or of Guilt, Remorse and Shame.But Man, unhappy Man! puts out his Light,Reason forsakes, to follow Appetite.Sinks down to Brute, and labours but in vain,}To be like them, without Remorse or Shame;To Guilt, inevitably follows Pain.No Deeds of Darkness are conceal’d by Night,}He sees Who dwells in everlasting Light,And ev’ry Thought is open to His Sight.
Horses and Bulls, and all the brutal Kind,}Range o’er the Field, to no one She confin’d,They know not Love, for Love is in the Mind.These following Nature are exempt from Blame,Unconscious or of Guilt, Remorse and Shame.
Horses and Bulls, and all the brutal Kind,}
Range o’er the Field, to no one She confin’d,
They know not Love, for Love is in the Mind.
These following Nature are exempt from Blame,
Unconscious or of Guilt, Remorse and Shame.
But Man, unhappy Man! puts out his Light,Reason forsakes, to follow Appetite.Sinks down to Brute, and labours but in vain,}To be like them, without Remorse or Shame;To Guilt, inevitably follows Pain.No Deeds of Darkness are conceal’d by Night,}He sees Who dwells in everlasting Light,And ev’ry Thought is open to His Sight.
But Man, unhappy Man! puts out his Light,
Reason forsakes, to follow Appetite.
Sinks down to Brute, and labours but in vain,}
To be like them, without Remorse or Shame;
To Guilt, inevitably follows Pain.
No Deeds of Darkness are conceal’d by Night,}
He sees Who dwells in everlasting Light,
And ev’ry Thought is open to His Sight.