Make a new influence in the skies may draw
The world to heaven.
... Ocrastes, son, on you
Now falls the heavy weight of government.
... Farewell, all hearts. My way is new and long,
And strange may be the fortunes of my shade,
But somewhere I shall lay me down in peace,
For death's unmeasured sea must own a strand,
And e'en eternity beat to a shore.
[Dies. Curtain]