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His foul proud Science never taught to stray
Far as the solar walk, or milky way;
Yet simple Nature to his hope has given,
Behind the cloud-topt hill, an humbler heaven;
Some safer world in depth of woods embrac'd,
Some happier island in the watery waste,
Where slaves once more their native land behold,
No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold.
To Be, contents his natural desire,
He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire;
But thinks, admitted to that equal sky,
His faithful dog shall bear him company:

IV. Go, wifer thou ! and in thy scale of sense,
Weigh thy Opinion against Providence;
Call imperfection what thou fancy'st such, 115
Say, here he gives too little, there too much :
Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust,
Yet cry, If Man's unhappy, God's unjust;
If Man alone ingrofs not Heaven's high care,
Alone made perfect here, immortal there :
Snatch from his hand the balance and the rod,
Re-judge his justice, be the God of God.
In Pride, in reasoning Pride, our error lies ;
All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies.

After ver. 108. in the first Edition ;

But does he say the Maker is not good,
Till he's exalted to what ftate he wou'd;
Himself alone high Heaven's peculiar care,
Alone made happy when he will, and where?



Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes,

125 Men would be Angels, Angels would be Gods. Afpiring to be Gods, if Angels fell, Aspiring to be Angels, Men rebel : , And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, fins against th' Eternal Cause.

130 V. Ask for what end the heavenly bodies shine, Earth for whose use ? Pride answers, “ 'Tis for mine : - For me kind Nature wakes her genial power; 66 Suckles each herb, and spreads out every flower; Annual for me, the grape, the rose, renew

135 “ The juice nectareous, and the balmy dew; “ For me, the mine a thousand treasures brings; “ For me, health gushes from a thousand springs; “ Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My foot-stool earth, my canopy the skies.” 140

But errs not Nature from this gracious end,
From burning suns when livid deaths descend,
When earthquakes swallow, or when tempests sweep
Towns to one grave, whole nations to the deep ?
“ No ('tis reply'd) the first Almighty Cause

145 “ Acts not by partial, but by general laws; “ Th’exceptions few; some change since all began : “ And what created perfect?”_Why then Man? If the great end be human Happiness, Then Nature deviates; and can Man do less ? 150 As much that end a constant course requires Of showers and sun-fhine, as of Man's desires ; As much eternal springs and cloudless skies, As men for ever temperate, calm, and wise.


If plagues or earthquakes break not Heaven's design,
Why then a Borgia, or a Catiline ?
Who knows, but he whose hand the lightning forms,
Who heaves old Ocean, and who wings the storms;
Pours fierce Ambition in a Cæfar's mind,
Or turns young Ammon loose to fcourge mankind ? 160
From pride, from pride, our very reasoning springs;
Account for moral as for natural things :
Why charge we Heaven in those, in these acquit?
In both, to reason right, is to submit.

Better for us, perhaps, it might appear, 165
Were there all harmony, all virtue here;
That never air or ocean felt the wind,
That never passion discompos’d the mind.
But all fubfifts by elemental strife;
And passions are the elements of Life.

170 The general Order, fince the whole began, Is kept in Nature, and is kept in Man.

VI. What would this Man ? Now upward will he soar, And, little less than Angel, would be more ; Now looking downwards, just as griev'd appears 175 To want the strength of bulls, the fur of bears, Made for his use all creatures if he call, Say what their use, had he the powers of all ? Nature to these, without profufion, kind, The proper organs, proper powers assignd;

18@ Each seeming want compensated of course, Here with degrees of swiftness, there of force; All in exact proportion to the state; Nothing to add, and nothing to abate,




Each beast, each insect, happy in its own :
Is Heaven unkind to Man, and Man alone?
Shall he alone, whom rational we call,
Be pleas'd with nothing, if not bleft with all ?

The bliss of Man (could Pride that blessing find)
Is not to act or think beyond mankind;

190 No powers of body or of soul to share, But what his nature and his state can bear. Why has not Man a microscopic eye? For this plain reason, Man is not a Fly. Say what the use, were finer optics given,

195 T' inspect a mite, not comprehend the heaven? Or touch, if tremblingly alive all o'er, To smart and agonize at every pore ? Or quick effluvia darting through the brain, Die of a rose in aromatic pain ? If nature thunder'd in his opening cars, And stunn'd him with the music of the spheres, How would he wish that Heaven had left him still The whispering Zephyr, and the purling rill! Who finds not Providence all good and wise, 205 Alike in what it gives, and what denies ?

VII. Far as Creation's ample range extends, The scale of sensual, mental powers ascends : Mark how it mounts to Man's imperial race, From the green myriads in the peopled grass ; 210 What modes of fight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole’s dim curtain, and the lynx's beam : of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green:






Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood,
To that which warbles through the vernal wood ?
The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line :
In the nice bee, what sense fo fubtly true
From poisonous herbs extracts the healing dew :
“How Instinct varies in the groveling twine,
Compar'd, half-reasoning elephant, with thine!
"Twixt that, and Reason, what a nice barrier !
For ever separate, yet for ever near !
Remembrance and Reflection how allied ;
What thin partitions Sense from Thought divide !
And Middle natures, how they long to join,
Yet never pass th' insuperable line!
Without this just gradation, could they be
Subjected, these to those, or all to thee?

The powers of all subdued by thee alone,
Is not thy Reason all these powers in one ?
VIII. See, through this air, this ocean, and this

earth, All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high, progressive life may go ! 235 Around, how wide! how deep extend below! Vaft chain of being! which from God began, Natures æthereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, filh, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach; from Infinite to thee,


From VARIATION. Ver. 238. Ed. ift.

Ethereal essence, spirit, substance, man.

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