ODE. Elizabeth Carter Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T116245 1122 K093079.001 Pearch, G. A collection of poems in four volumes. By several hands. Vol. I. [The second edition]. London printed for G. Pearch 1770 pp. 158-159. 4v. ; 8⁰.

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ODE . BY THE SAME . WITH restless agitations toss'd , And low immers'd in woes , When shall my wild distemper'd thoughts Regain their lost repose ? Beneath the deep oppressive gloom My languid spirits fade : And all the drooping powers of life Decline to death's cold shade . O Thou ! the wretched's sure retreat , These torturing cares controul , And with the chearful smile of peace Revive my fainting soul ! Did ever thy relenting ear The humble plea disdain ? Or when did plaintive Misery sigh , Or supplicate in vain ? Opprest with grief and shame , dissolv'd In penitential tears , Thy goodness calms our restless doubts , And dissipates our fears . New life , from thy refreshing grace Our sinking hearts receive ; Thy gentle , best lov'd attribute To pity and forgive . From that blest source propitious Hope Appears serenely bright , And sheds her soft diffufive beam O'er Sorrow's dismal night . Dispers'd by her superior force , The sullen shades retire , And opening gleams of new-born joy The conscious soul inspire . My griefs confess her vital power , And bless the friendly ray : Fair Phosphor to the smiling morn Of everlasting day .