What though thy name, through distant empires heard,
Bade the heart bound, as doth a battle-word?
Was it for this thy still unwearied eye
Kept vigil with the watchfires of the sky,
To make the secrets of all ages thine,
And commune with majestic thoughts that shine
O’er Time’s long shadowy pathway?—hath thy mind
Sever’d its lone dominions from mankind,
For this to woo their homage! Thou hast sought
All, save the wisdom with salvation fraught,