The stars, had never whisper’d it to man.
Nature informs, but ne’er insults, her sons.
Could she then kindle the most ardent wish
To disappoint it?—That is blasphemy.
Thus, of thy creed a second article,
Momentous, as th’ existence of a God,
Is found (as I conceive) where rarely sought;
And thou may’st read thy soul immortal, here.
Here, then, Lorenzo! on these glories dwell;
Nor want the gilt, illuminated, roof, 1190