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And while the list'ning Winds lay hush'd to hear,
Thus spoke the Vision, amiably severe!

Vain Man! would'st thou escape the common Lot,
To live, to suffer, die, and be forgot?
Look back on antient Times, primæval Years,
All, all are past! a mighty Void appears!
Heroes, and Kings, those Gods of Earth, whose Fame
Aw'd half the Nations, now are but a Name!
The Great in Arts, or Arms; the Wise, the Just,
Mix with the Meanest in congenial Dust!
Ev'n Saints, and Prophets the same Paths have trod,
Ambassadors of Heav'n, and Friends of God!
And thou, would'st thou the general Sentence fly?
Moses is dead! thy Saviour deign'd to die!
Mortal, in all thy Acts regard thy End;
Live well, the Time thou liv'st, and Death's thy Friend:

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