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joys of feasted sense, how blest as the immortal Gods they would be !
And truly, if man was but a more elegant sort of beast, and capable of no higher pleasures than those of sense, these Mahometan dreamers might be more than half in the right. In that cafe, health and competence might very well serve our turn; as with the one we might purchase, and with the other enjoy, all the happiness of which we were capable. But since God has been so good as to raise us many degrees above mere animal nature ; since he has together with bodies, given us immortal minds, endowed with faculties and affections capable of angelic joys, it follows very delightfully, that another guess bill of fare must be made out for us, than that which would serve Epicurean hogs.
Those gentlemen who are so fond of stinting themselves to mere bodily pleafures, would do well to remember, that every rank of animated nature must have its proper gratifications or be miserable. Furnish earth and water to a
. . plant, and it shall look green, and flourish like a cedar in Lebanon; but give nothing but this to a horse, and he fhall presently perish for want of nutriment, Again, give grass and water to a horse, and he shall look, plump as pampered fpeculation; but confine a man to grass and water, and you shall foon write hic jacet on his tomb. Thus every link in the great chain of being has its respective capacities and enjoyments. Man is favoured with these in a degree of perfection above all the creatures that we have seen. He possesses, harmoniously blended in himself, the various excellencies of two different natures; together with a relish for all the pleasures of the niost perfect animal, he can boast capacities equal to the sublime delights
of celestial spirits ; now to suppose that fo exalted, I had almost said so divine a creature as this, can be satisfied with enjoyments that belong to the poorest and meanest part of his nature, were a far greater absurdity, than to suppose that an animal of the most delicate taste and sense, can be content with earth and water, the simple nutriment of a plant.
ACCORDINGLY we find that experience has ever evinced the mistake of those, who have expected, that senfual goods alone could make them happy. This is not a novel opinion, but seems to have been a favourite notion of some in the days of King Solomon, who refolved to examine the truth or falsehood of it. Never man enjoyed equal opportunities; he had gold and silver as the stones in the vallies for abundance; and in wifdom he far exceeded all the sages of the East. The whole force of this wisdom and wealth he determined to employ on the
experiment. “ Behold (said he) I will get me down and make me great works, and build me houses, and plant me vineyards, and make me gardens and pools of water. I will get me men fingers and women fingers, and all the delights of the fons of men ; and whatever mine eyes de fire, I will not keep from them.” When every thing is thus planned by himself, and executed according to his direction, surely he is arrived to the accomplishment of his wishes, and has ascended to the summit of all human happiness. The poor, who are taken with fine fhows, would conclude fo : Solomon certainly knows best ; let us ask him, What does he say?
" Lo! I looked on all the works that my
hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do, and behold all was vanity and vexation of Spirit, and there was no profit under the fun.” Well, gentlemen, you, I mean who think that
if you had but an abundance of riches, and health to enjoy them, you could not fail to be happy. What do you think of having against you such a formidable case in point as this ? Are you not be. ginning to suspect that you may have been under a mistake all this time? Suppress not the friendly suspicion : Instead of repining, you should rejoice to find that you have been in an error.
Have you not abundant cause of joy, that riches and health with all their springs and streams of pleasure, are not alone fufficient to quench your thirst of happiness, nor able to fill up the vast capacities of your nature? After conquering one world, Alexander sat down and wept, that he had not another into which he could push his victories :. But, thank God, we have not his, cause of complaint.
For after having pushed our conquests through all those regions of innocent