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I The soul that's fill'd with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night:
To pity the distress'd inclin'd,
As well as just to all mankind.
II His lib'ral favours he extends,
To some he gives, to others lends;
Yet, what his charity impairs,
He saves by prudence in affairs.
III His house, the seat of wealth shall be
An inexhausted treasury;
His goodness, free from all decay,
Shall blessings to his heirs convey.
IV His hands, while they his alms bestow'd,
His glory's future harvest sow'd;
Whence he shall reap joy, peace, renown,
A temp'ral and eternal crown.
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First Line: | The soul that's fill'd with virtue's light |
Title: | The Reward of the liberal and charitable Man |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Publication Date: | 1787 |