David has very beautifully represented this steady Reliance on God Almighty in his twenty third Psalm, which is a kind of Pastoral Hymn, and filled with those Allusions which are usual in that kind of Writing. As the Poetry is very exquisite, I shall present my Reader with the following Translation of it. 
I. The Lord my Pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a Shepherd’s Care;
His Presence shall my Wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful Eye;
My Noon-day Walks he shall attend,
And all my Mid-night Hours defend.
II. When in the sultry Glebe I
Or on the thirsty Mountain pant;
To fertile Vales, and dewy Meads
My weary wand’ring Steps he leads;
Where peaceful Rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant Landskip flow.
III. Tho’ in the Paths of
Death I tread,
With gloomy Horrors overspread,
My steadfast Heart shall fear no Ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy friendly Crook shall give me Aid,
And guide me through the dreadful Shade.
IV. Tho’ in a bare and rugged
Through devious lonely Wilds I stray,
Thy Bounty shall my Pains beguile;
The barren Wilderness shall smile,
With sudden Greens and Herbage crown’d,
And Streams shall murmur all around.
[Footnote 1: Dissolution]
[Footnote 2: Passage]
[Footnote 3: By Addison]
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No. 442. Monday, July 28, 1712. Steele.
‘—Scribimus Indocti Doctique—’
I do not know whether I enough explained my self to the World, when I invited all Men to be assistant to me in this my Work of Speculation; for I have not yet acquainted my Readers, that besides the Letters and valuable Hints I have from Time to Time received from my Correspondents, I have by me several curious and extraordinary Papers sent with a Design (as no one will doubt when they are published) that they might be printed entire, and without any Alteration, by way of ‘Spectator’. I must acknowledge also, that I my self being the first Projector of the Paper, thought I had a Right to make them my own, by dressing them in my own Style, by leaving out what would not appear like mine, and by adding whatever might be proper to adapt them to the Character and Genius of my Paper, with which it was almost impossible these could exactly correspond, it being certain that hardly two Men think alike, and therefore so many Men so many ‘Spectators’. Besides, I must own my Weakness for Glory is such, that if I consulted that only, I might be so far sway’d by it, as almost to wish that no one could write a