sed the star now frets the fold, Our cares, our faults, our follies are his own. Passions as idle, and desires as vain, Vex the wild heart, and dupe the erring brain. From Freedom's field the recreant Horace flies To kiss the hand by which his country dies; From Mary's grave the mighty Peasant turns, And hoarse with orgies rings the laugh of Burns. While Rousseau's lips a lackey's vices own,-- Lips that could draw the thunder on a throne! But when from Life the Actual GENIUS springs, When, self-transformed by its own magic rod, It snaps the fetters and expands the wings, And drops the fleshly garb that veiled the god, How the mists vanish as the form ascends! How in its aureole every sunbeam blends! By the Arch-Brightener of Creation seen, How dim the crowns on perishable brows! The snows of Atlas melt beneath the sheen, Through Thebaid caves the rushing splendour flows. Cimmerian glooms with Asian beams are bright, And Earth reposes in a belt of light. Now stern as Vengeance shines the awful form,
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