Objects, powers, appetites, Heaven suits in all;
Nor, nature through, e’er violates this sweet,
Eternal concord, on her tuneful string. 280
Is Man the sole exception from her laws?
Eternity struck off from human hope
(I speak with truth, but veneration too),
Man is a monster, the reproach of Heaven,
A stain, a dark impenetrable cloud
On Nature’s beauteous aspect; and deforms
(Amazing blot!), deforms her with her lord.