The soul to lift with transports to the skies,
To scatter mis’ry o’er a smiling land,
And fruitless schemes of conquest to devise.
Their lot forbade:—nor yet did fortune frown,
But equally their crimes and fame confin’d;
Forbade to wade thro’ folly to renown
And gain the execration of mankind.
(Seven verses omitted)
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Haply some cit may say:—“The crowd among