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TO Mr. Henry Bendish.

Dear SIR,
THE following Song was yours when first compos'd: The Muse then described the general Fate of Mankind, that is, to be Ill-match'd: And now she rejoyces that you have escaped the common Mischief, and that your Soul has found its own Mate. Let this Ode then Congratulate you Both: Grow mutually in more compleat Likeness and Love; Persevere and be Happy: Accept from the Press what the Pen more privately inscribed to you.
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The Indian Philosopher, OR Matches made Above, But Broke in coming down.

1 WHY should our Joys transform to Pain?
2 Why gentle Hymen's Silken Chain
3 A Plague of Iron prove?
4 BENDISH, 'tis strange the Charm that binds
5 Millions of Hands should leave their Minds
6 At such a loose from Love.
7 In vain I sought the wondrous Cause,
8 Rang'd the wide Fields of Natures Laws,
9 And urg'd the Schools in vain;
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10 Then deep in Thought, within my Breast
11 My Soul retir'd, and Slumber drest
12 A bright Instructive Scene.
13 O're the broad Lands and 'cross the Tide
14 On Fancies Airy Horse I ride,
15 (Sweet Rapture of the Mind)
16 Till on the Banks of Ganges Flood
17 In a tall Ancient Grove I stood
18 For Sacred Use design'd.
19 Hard by a Venerable Priest
20 Ris'n with his God the Sun from Rest
21 Awoke his Morning-Song;
22 Thrice he conjur'd the Murm'ring Stream;
23 The Birth of Souls was all his Theme,
24 And half Divine his Tongue.
25 "He Sang th' Eternal rolling Flame,
26 " That Vital Mass, that still the same
27 "Does all our Minds compose;
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28 " But shap'd in twice ten thousand Frames,
29 "Thence differing Souls of differing Names,
30 " And Jarring Tempers rose.
31 "The mighty Power that form'd the Mind
32 " One Mould for every Two design'd,
33 "And bless'd the New-born Pair:
34 " This be a Match for This, he said,
35 "Then down he sent the Souls he made
36 " To seek them Bodies here:
37 "But parting from their warm Abode
38 " They lost their Fellows on the Road,
39 "And never joyn'd their Hands:
40 " Ah cruel Chance, and crossing Fates!
41 "Our Eastern Souls have dropt their Mates
42 " On Europes Barbarous Lands.
43 "Happy the Youth that finds the Bride
44 " Whose Birth is to his own ally'd,
45 "The Sweetest Joy of Life:
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46 " But Oh the Crowds of Wretched Souls
47 "Fetter'd to Minds of different Moulds,
48 " And chain'd t' Eternal Strife!
49 Thus Sang the wondrous Indian Bard,
50 My Soul with vast Attention heard,
51 While Ganges ceas'd to flow:
52 "Sure then, I cry'd, might I but see
53 " That gentle Nymph that twinn'd with me,
54 "I may be Happy too.
55 "Some Courteous Angel tell me where,
56 " What distant Lands this unknown Fair
57 "Or distant Seas detain?
58 " Swift as the Wheel of Nature rolls
59 "I'de fly to meet and mingle Souls,
60 " And wear the Joyful Chain.


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Title (in Source Edition): TO Mr. Henry Bendish.
Author: Isaac Watts
Genres: address; ode

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Watts, Isaac, 1674-1748. Horæ lyricæ: Poems, chiefly of the lyric kind. In two books. ... By I. Watts. London: Printed by S. and D. Bridge, for John Lawrence at the Sign of the Angel in the Poultrey. MDCCVI., 1706, pp. 175-179. [20],267,[1]p.; 8⁰. (ESTC T82397; OTA K067329.000) (Page images digitized from a copy in the Princeton Theological Seminary Library.)

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