XLV.

Then waken from long lethargy to life * The feeds of happinefs, and powers of thought: Then jarring appetites forgoe their ftrife, A ftrife by ignorance to madness wrought. Pleasure by favage man is dearly bought With fell revenge, luft that defies controul, With gluttony and death. The mind untaught • Is a dark waste, where fiends and tempefts how!; As Phoebus to the world, is Science to the Soul.

XLVI.

And Reafon now through Number, Time, and Space, • Darts the keen luster of her serious eye,

• And learns from facts compared the laws to trace, Whofe long progreffion leads to Deity.

• Can mortal ftrength prefume to foar fo high!
Can mortal fight, fo oft bedim'd with tears,
Such glory bear!-for lo, the shadows fly
From Nature's face; Confufion disappears,
And order charms the eyes, and harmony the ears.
XLVII.

In the deep windings of the grove, no more
The hag unfeen, and grifly phantom dwell;
Nor in the fall of mountain-ftream, or roar
Of winds, is heard the angry fpirits yell;
No wizard mutters the tremendous spell
Nor finks convulfive in prophetic fwoon;
• Nor bids the noife of drums and trumpets fwell,
To ease of fancied pangs the labouring moon,
'Or chase the shades that blots the blazing orb of noon.

*The influence of the Philofophic Spirit,-in humanizing the mind, and preparing it for intellectual exertion and delicate pleafure ;-in exploring, by the help of geometry, the fyftem, of the univerfe;-in banifhing fuperftition;-in promoting navigation, agriculture, medicine, and moral and political feience :from Stanza XLV, to Stanza LV.

XLVIII.

Many a long-lingering year, in lonely isle, Stun'd with th' cternal turbulence of waves, 'Lo, with dim eyes, that never learn'd to smile, And trembling hands, the famifh'd native craves • Of Heaven his wretched fare: fhivering in caves, Or fcorch'd on rocks, he pines from day to day; But Science gives the word; and lo, he braves The furge and tempeft, lighted by her ray, And to a happier land wafts merrily away. XLIX.

And even where Nature loads the teeming plain With the full pomp of vegetable store, Her bounty, unimproved, is deadly bane: 'Dark woods and rankling wilds, from shore to shore, Stretch their enormous gloom; which to explore Even Fancy trembles, in her fprightlieft mood; For there, each eyeball gleams with luft of gore, 'Nestles each murderous and each monftrous brood, • Plague lurks in every fhade, and steams from every flood.

L.

'Twas from Philofophy man learn'd to tame
The foil by plenty to intemperance fed.

Lo, from the echoing ax, and thundering flame, • Poifon and plague and yielding rage are fled. The waters, bursting from their flimy bed,

Bring health and melody to every vale:

And, from the breezy main, and mountain's head,
Ceres and Flora, to the funny dale,

To fan their glowing charms, invite the fluttering gale.

LI.

• What dire neceffities on every hand

Our art, our ftrength, our fortitude require? • Of foes inteftine what a numerous band Against this little throb of life conspire!

• Yet Science can elude their fatal ire

A while, and turn afide Death's level'd dart,
Sooth the fharp pang, allay the fever's fire,

• And brace the nerves once more, and cheer the heart, And yet a few foft nights and balmy days impart.

LII.

Nor lefs to regulate man's moral frame • Seience exerts her all-compofing sway. Flutters thy breast with fear, or pants for fame, Or pines to indolence and Spleen a prey, • Or Avarice, a fiend more fierce than they? Flee to the fhade of Academus' grove; Where cares molett not, difcord melts away In harmony, and the pure paffions prove (Love. How fweet the words of truth breathed from the lips of

LIII.

• What cannot Art and Industry perform,

When Science plans the progrefs of their toil!
They fmile at penury, difeate, and form ;

And oceans from their mighty mounds recoil.
When tyrants fcourge, or demagogues embroil
A land, or when the rabble's headlong rage
Order transforms to anarchy and fpoil,

Deep-verfed in man the philosophic Sage

Prepares with lenient hand their phrenzy to affwage.

LIV.

'Tis he alone, whofe comprehensive mind,
From fituation, temper, foil, and clime
Explored, a nation's various power can hind
And various orders, in one Form fublime
Of polity, that, midft the wrecks of time,
Secure fhall lift its head on high, nor fear
Th' affault of foreign or domeftic crime,
While public faith, and public love fincere,
And Induitry and Law maintain their fway fevere.'
LV.

Enraptured by the Hermit's ftrain, the Youth
Proceeds the path of Science to explore.
And now, expanding to the beams of Truth,
New energies, and charms unknown before,
His mind difclofes: Fancy now no more
Wantons on fickle pinion through the skies;
But, fix'd in ain, and confcious of her power,
Sublime from cause to cause exults to rife,
ation's blended ftores arranging as the flies.

LVI.

Nor love of novelty alone infpires,

Their laws and nice dependencies to fean;
For, mindful of the aids that life requires,
And of the fervices man owes to man,
He meditates new arts on Nature's plan ;
The cold defponding breaft of Sloth to warm,
The flame of Induitry and Genius fan,

And Emulation's noble rage alarm,

And the long hours of Toil and Solitude to charm.
LVII.

But She who fet on fire his infant heart,

And all his dreams, and all his wanderings shaređ And bleis'd the Mute and her celeitial art, Still claim & th' Enthufiaft's fond and first regard. From Nature's beauties variously compared And variously combined, he learns to frame Thofe forms of bright perfection, which the Bard, While boundless hopes and boundlefs views inflame, Enamour'd confecrates to never-dying fame.

LVIII.

Of late, with cumberfome, though pompous fhow,
Edwin would oft his flowry rhime deface,
Through ardour to adorn; but Nature now
To his experienced eye a modell grace
Prefents, where Ornament the second place
Holds to intrinfic worth and jult defign
Subfervient till. Simplicity apace

Tempers his rage: he owns her charm divine,
And clears th' ambiguous phrafe, and lops th' unwieldy

line.

LIX.

Fain would I fing (much yet unfung remains)
What fweet delirium o er his bofom thole,
When the great Shepherd of the Mantuan plaius
His deep majeltic melody 'gan to roil:

* VIRGIL.

Fain would I fing, what tranfport form'd his foul, How the red current throbb'd his veins along, When, like Pelides, bold beyond control, Gracefully terrible, fublimely ftrong,

-Homerraifed high to heaven the loud, th' impetuous fong.
LX.

And how his lyre, though rude her first essays,
Now fkill'd to footh, to triumph, to complain,
Warbling at will through each harmonious maze,
Was taught to modulate the artful strain,

I fain would fing :-but ah! I ftrive in vain.-
Sighs from a breaking heart my voice confound.-
With trembling flep, to join yon weeping train,
1 hafte, where gleams funeral glare around (found.
And, mix'd with fhrieks of woe, the knells of death re-

LXI.

Adieu, ye lays, that fancy's flowers adorn,
The foft amufement of the vacant mind!
He fleeps in duft, and all the Mufes mourn,
He, whom each Virtue fired, each
grace refined,
Friend, teacher, pattern, darling of mankind! -
He fleeps in duft.-Ah, how fhall I pursue
My theme To heart-confuming grief refign'd
grave I fix

Here on this recent

my view,

And poor my bitter tears.-Ye flowery lays, adieu!

LXII.

Art thou, my G*******, for ever filed!
And am I left to unavailing woe!

When fortune's ftorms affail this weary head,
Where cares long fince have fhed untimely fnow,
Ah, now for comfort whither fhall I go!
No more thy foothing voice my anguish chears:
Thy placid eyes with fmiles no longer glow,
My hopes to cherish, and allay my fears.- (tears.
'Tis meet that I should mourn :-flow forth afresh my

*This excellent perfon died fuddenly, on the 10th of February, 1773. The conclufion of the poem was written a few days after.