By groping touch; thus (worth of them unseen)
Of nothing worthy that true worth they ween.
Wherefore the prudent Law-givers of old
Even in all Nations, with right sage foresight
Discovering from farre how clums and cold
The vulgar wight would be to yield what’s right
To virtuous learning, did by law designe
Great wealth and honour to that worth divine.
But nought’s by law to Poesie due said he,
Ne doth the solemn Statesmans head take care