A thirst for knowledge unreveal’d to man,
Question your habitants, and fain would hear
A voice responsive from your distant bourn.
Tell, tell me who possess your radiant climes;
What are their forms, their faculties, their hopes,
Their fears, if subject or to hope or fear?
What fond pursuits, what animating toils
Diversify existence with delight?
Rove they in course aërial unconfined
From sphere to sphere, with interchange of joy