Unblest immortals!—What can shock us more?
And yet Lorenzo still affects the world;
There stows his treasure; thence his title draws,
Man of the world (for such would’st thou be call’d),
And art thou proud of that inglorious style?
Proud of reproach? for a reproach it was, 10
In ancient days; and Christian,—in an age,
When men were men, and not ashamed of heaven,
Fired their ambition, as it crown’d their joy.
Sprinkled with dews from the Castalian font,