She, in her turn, demands to reign alone;
Rejecting all that lies beyond her view,
And, being judge, will be a witness too.
Insulted Faith then leaves the doubtful mind,
To seek for truth, without a power to find;
Ah! when will both in friendly beams unite,
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And pour on erring man resistless light?
Next to the seats, well stored with works divine,
An ample space, Philosophy! is thine;