ORIGIN OF SOCIETY.
CANTO IV.
OF GOOD AND EVIL.
CONTENTS.
[I]. Few affected by Sympathy [1]. Cruelty of War [11]. Of brute animals, Wolf, Eagle, Lamb, Dove, Owl, Nightingale [17]. Of insects, Oestrus, Ichneumon, Libellula [29]. Wars of Vegetables [41]. Of fish, the Shark, Crocodile, Whale [55]. The World a Slaughter-house [66]. Pains from Defect and from Excess of Stimulus [71]. Ebriety and Superstition [77]. Mania [89]. Association [93]. Avarice, Imposture, Ambition, Envy, Jealousy [97]. Floods, Volcanoes, Earthquakes, Famine [109]. Pestilence [117]. Pains from Sympathy [123]. [II]. Good outbalances Evil [135]. Life combines inanimate Matter, and produces happiness by Irritation [145]. As in viewing a Landscape [159]. In hearing Music [171]. By Sensation or Fancy in Dreams [183]. The Patriot and the Nun [197]. Howard, Moira, Burdett [205]. By Volition [223]. Newton, Herschel [233]. Archimedes, Savery [241]. Isis, Arkwright [253]. Letters and Printing [265]. Freedom of the Press [273]. By Association [291]. Ideas of Contiguity, Resemblance, and of Cause and Effect [299]. Antinous [319]. Cecilia [329]. [III]. Life soon ceases, Births and Deaths alternate [337]. Acorns, Poppy-seeds, Aphises, Snails, Worms, Tadpoles, Herrings innumerable [347]. So Mankind [369]. All Nature teems with Life [375]. Dead Organic Matter soon revives [383]. Death is but a change of Form [393]. Exclamation of St. Paul [403]. Happiness of the World increases [405]. The Phœnix [411]. System of Pythagoras [417]. Rocks and Mountains produced by Organic Life [429]. Are Monuments of past Felicity [447]. Munificence of the Deity [455]. [IV]. Procession of Virgins [469]. Hymn to Heaven [481]. Of Chaos [489]. Of Celestial Love [499]. Offering of Urania [517]-524.
CANTO IV.
OF GOOD AND EVIL.
I. "How few," the Muse in plaintive accents cries,
And mingles with her words pathetic sighs.—
"How few, alas! in Nature's wide domains
The sacred charm of Sympathy restrains!
Uncheck'd desires from appetite commence,
And pure reflection yields to selfish sense!
—[Blest is the Sage], who learn'd in Nature's laws
With nice distinction marks effect and cause;
Who views the insatiate Grave with eye sedate,
Nor fears thy voice, inexorable Fate! 10
"When War, the Demon, lifts his banner high,
And loud artillery rends the affrighted sky;
Swords clash with swords, on horses horses rush,
Man tramples man, and nations nations crush;
Death his vast sithe with sweep enormous wields,
And shuddering Pity quits the sanguine fields.
"The wolf, escorted by his milk-drawn dam,
Unknown to mercy, tears the guiltless lamb;
[The towering eagle], darting from above,
Unfeeling rends the inoffensive dove; 20
The lamb and dove on living nature feed,
Crop the young herb, or crush the embryon seed.
Nor spares the loud owl in her dusky flight,
Smit with sweet notes, the minstrel of the night;
Nor spares, enamour'd of his radiant form,
The hungry nightingale the glowing worm;
Who with bright lamp alarms the midnight hour,
Climbs the green stem, and slays the sleeping flower.
"[Fell Oestrus buries] in her rapid course
Her countless brood in stag, or bull, or horse; 30
Whose hungry larva eats its living way,
Hatch'd by the warmth, and issues into day.
[The wing'd Ichneumon] for her embryon young
Gores with sharp horn the caterpillar throng.
The cruel larva mines its silky course,
And tears the vitals of its fostering nurse.
[While fierce Libellula] with jaws of steel
Ingulfs an insect-province at a meal;
[Contending bee-swarms] rise on rustling wings,
And slay their thousands with envenom'd stings. 40
"Yes! smiling Flora drives her armed car
Through the thick ranks of vegetable war;
Herb, shrub, and tree, with strong emotions rise
For light and air, and battle in the skies;
Whose roots diverging with opposing toil
Contend below for moisture and for soil;
Round the tall Elm the flattering Ivies bend,
And strangle, as they clasp, their struggling friend;
Envenom'd dews from Mancinella flow,
And scald with caustic touch the tribes below; 50
Dense shadowy leaves on stems aspiring borne
With blight and mildew thin the realms of corn;
And insect hordes with restless tooth devour
The unfolded bud, and pierce the ravell'd flower.