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No flaniing sword denies our entrance here :
Lorenzo! much of moral hast thou seen:
1095 Circle in circle, without end, enclosed ! Wheel within wheel, Ezekiel, like to thine' Like thine, it seems a vision or a dream; Though seen, we labour to believe it true! What involution! what extent! what swarms 1100 Of worlds, that laugh at earth! immensely great! Immensely distant from each other's spheres ! [roll? What, then, the wondrous space through which they At once it quite ingulfs all human thought ; 'Tis Comprehension's absolute defeat.
1105 Nor think thou seest a wild disorder here : Through this illustrious chaos to the sight, Arrangement neat and chastest order reign. The path prescribed, inviolably kept, Upbraids the lawless sallies of mankind.
1110 Worlds, ever thwarting, never intertere;
What knots are tied ! how soon are they dissolved,
1125 But since their song arrives not at our ear, Their dance perplex'd exhibits to the sight Fair hieroglyphic of his peerless power. Mark how the labyrinthian turns they take, The circles intricate, and mystic maze,
1130 Weave the grand cipher of Omnipotence; To gods how great! how legible to man!
Leaves so much wonder greater wonder still ! Where are the pillars that support the skies ? What more than Atlantean shoulder props 1135 The' incumbent load ? what magic, what strange art, In fluid air these ponderous orbs sustains ? Who would not think them hung in golden chains ?And so they are ; in the high will of Heaven, Which fixes all; makes adamant of air,
1140 Or air of adamant ; makes all of nought, Or nought of all, if such the dread decree.
Imagine from their deep foundations torn The most gigantic sons of earth, the broad And towering Alps, all toss’d into the sea; 1145 And, light as down, or volatile as air, Their bulks enormous dancing on the waves, In time and measure exquisite ; while all Thc winds, in emulation of the spheres,
Tune their sonorous instruments aloft
1150 The concert swell, and animate the ball. Would this appear amazing ?-what then worlds In a far thinner element sustain'd, And acting the same part with greater skill, More rapid movement, and for noblest ends ? 1155
More obvious ends to pass, are not these stars The seats majestic, proud imperial thrones, On which angelic delegates of Heaven, At certain periods, as the Sovereign nods, Discharge high trusts of vengeance or of love, 1160 To clothe in outward grandeur grand design, And acts more solemn still more solemnize? Ye citizens of air! what ardent thanks, What full effusion of the grateful heart, Is due from man, indulged in such a sight' 1165 A sight so noble ! and a sight so kind ! It drops new truths at every new survey' Feels not Lorenzo something stir within, That sweeps away all period? As these spheres Measure duration, they no less inspire
1170 The godlike hope of ages without end. The boundless space, through which these rovers take Their restless roam, suggests the sister thought Of boundless time. Thus, by kind Nature's skill, To man unlabour'd, that important guest, 1175 Eternity, finds entrarcc at the sight; And an eternity for man ordain'd, Or these his destined midnight counsellors, The stars had never whisper'd it to man. Nature informs, but ne'er insults, her sons : 1180 Could she, then, kindle the most ardent wish To disappoint it ?—That is blasphemy! Thus of thy creed a second article, Momentous as the existence of a God, Is found (as I conceive) where rarely sought, 1185 And thou mayst read thy soul inmos tal here.
Here, then, Lorenzo! on these glor'es dwell;
Nor want the gilt, illuminated roof,
1210 The life of life, the zest of worldly bliss ; All else on earth amounts to what? to this : 'Bad to be suffer’d. blessings to be left:' Earth's richest inventory boasts no more.
Of higher scenes be then the call obey'd. 1215 O let me gaze !-of gazing there's no end. O. let me think !—thought, too, is wilder'd here ; In midway flight Imagination tires ; Yet soon reprunes her wing to suar anew, Her point unable to forbear or gain;
1220 So great the pleasure, so profound the plan! A banquet this, where men and angels meet, Eat the same manna, mingle Earth and Heaven. How distant some of these nocturnal suns ! So distant (says the sage) 'twere not absurd 1225
To doubt if beams, set out at Nature's birth,
1235 Now go,
Ambition ! boast thy boundless might In conquest o'er the tenth part of a grain.
And yet Lorenzo calls for miracles, To give his tottering faith a solid base. Why call for less than is already thine ?
1240 Thou art no novice in theology ; What is a miracle ?--'Tis a reproach, 'Tis an implicit satire on mankind, And while it satisfies, it censures too. To common sense great Nature's course proclaims A Deity: When mankind falls asleep,
1246 A miracle is sent as an aların To wake the world, and prove him o'er again, By recent argument, but not more strong. Say which imports more plenitude of power, 1250 Or Nature's laws to fix, or to repeal ? To make a Sun, or stop his mid career ? To countermand his orders, and send back The flaming courier to the frighted East, Warm’d and astonish'd at his evening ray ; 1255 Or bid the Moon, as with her journey tired, In Ajalon's soft flowery vale repose ? Great things are these ? stiil greater to create. From Adam's bower lock down through the whole train Of niracles ;--resistless is their power ?
1260 They do not, cannot, more amaze the mind, Than this, call'd unmiraculous survey, If duly w eigh’d, is rationally seen,