Thus, as through pictur'd life we range,
We see the varying landscape change,
But, as the diff'rent scenes we view,
If we have hearts we feel them too:
And then, how charming is the sight
When Virtue rises to its height
And triumphs o'er the conquer'd foe
That flaps its baffled wing below.
What though such images as these
May look to Eccentricities