Written for the Gazette.
A WORD TO HE WISE.
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Ye climbers up Parnassus hill,


And vo;aries of the nine,
A moment cea. e your harp to thrill,


Aad list these lines OF mine.
Pray do not turn away in scoTE,


Nor spurn my humble lay,
For tho I'm not Poet born,


Irhyme as well as they
I sit beneath Parnassus shade,


And pipe at leisu time,
l fear 10 mount the prancing jade,


Nor do love to climb.
Within some little shady nook,


while away the hours,
Sometimes I read pleasant book,


Or wreath my wildwood flowers.
Secure from heat, and dust, and toll,
calmly mark the race,
ana pity white robed nymphs who soil,
Their garments and their face.
Some limPing, hobbling, halting go,
They scorn The beaten track,
And in all kinds Of measures, show
They have rhyming mack.
Some toll to gain a deathless name,
And scale giddy height,
Forget they are mortal in their fame,
And shed banefm light.
Some rest content in rosy bow'rs,
They tune the lutte to please,
The sensual throng who waste the hours
In reVelry and ease.
Might such an humble one as I,
Advice presume to give,
To those who soar SO very high,
They seem in clouds to live.
I'd say, remember you are dust,
Your genius, learning all,
And gifts from God, sacred trust,
He'll for reckoning call.
1aIenis misused or unimproved-
My soul, the solemn thought,
When heaven and earth shall be removed.
And all, to judgement brought.
Shall those bright gifts, that bade YOU rise
Like angels toward heaven,
Thea drag you downward from the skies.
From thence forever driven?
Forbid it light, and love divine,
On gifted minds descend,
May every power Tor good combine,
And alto profit tend.
In ethics and religion too,
Beware how stand the scales.
When held aloof by such as you,
Mark well which side prevails. y