To the University of Cambridge, in New-England

TO THE UNIVERSITY OF CAMBRIDGE, IN NEW-ENGLAND.

WHILE an intrinsic ardor prompts to write,

The land of errors, and Egyptian gloom:
Brought me in safety from those dark abodes.
Above, to traverse the ethereal space,
And mark the systems of revolving worlds.
Still more, ye sons of science ye receive


He hears revilers, nor resents their scorn:
What matchless mercy in the Son of God!

And share with him in the sublimest skies,
Life without death, and glory without end.
Improve your privileges while they stay,
Ye pupils, and each hour redeem, that bears
Let sin, that baneful evil to the soul,
Suppress the deadly serpent in its egg.
Ye blooming plants of human race divine,
Its transient sweetness turns to endless pain,
And in immense perdition sinks the soul.