These are Ambition’s works: and these are great:
But this, the least immortal souls can do; 810
Transcend them all—but what can these transcend?
Dost ask me what?—One sigh for the distress’d.
What then for infidels? A deeper sigh.
’Tis moral grandeur makes the mighty man:
How little they, who think aught great below!
All our ambitions death defeats, but one;
And that it crowns.—Here cease we: but, ere long,
More powerful proof shall take the field against thee,