When thou would'ft build; no quarry fent its ftores And make thy marble of the glaffy wave. Cyrene, when he bore the plaintive tale Of his loft bees to her maternal ear: In fuch a palace poetry might place The armoury of winter; where his troops, The gloomy clouds, find weapons, arrowy fleet, And snow that often blinds the trav❜ller's course, Silently as a dream the fabric rofe; No found of hammer or of faw was there. Ice upon ice, the well-adjusted parts Were foon conjoin'd, nor other cement ask'd Lamps gracefully difpos'd, and of all hues, Illumin'd ev'ry fide; a watʼry light Gleam'd through the clear tranfparency, that seem'd Another Another moon new rifen, or meteor fall'n From heav'n to earth, of lambent flame ferene. For grandeur or for use. Long wavy wreaths (What feem'd at least commodious feat) were there, Sofa, and couch, and high-built throne auguft. The fame lubricity was found in all, And all was moift to the warm touch; a scene Of evanefcent glory, once a stream, And foon to flide into a stream again. On On human grandeur and the courts of kings. 'Twas tranfient in its nature, as in fhow 'Twas durable; as worthless, as it seem'd Intrinsically precious; to the foot Treach'rous and false; it fmil'd, and it was cold. Great princes have great playthings. Some have play'd Short-liv'd themselves, t' immortalize their bones. And make the forrows of mankind their sport. Of heroes, whose infirm and baby minds Are Are gratified with mischief; and who fpoil, When Babel was confounded, and the Confed'racy of projectors wild and vain great And equal, and he bade them dwell in peace. Peace was awhile their care: they plough'd and fow'd, And reap'd their plenty without grudge or strife. Than human paffions please. In ev'ry heart The The feeds of murder in the breast of man. Soon, by a righteous judgment, in the line The first artificer of death; the fhrewd These meadows and that range of hills his own, The tafted fweets of property begat Defire of more; and industry in some T'improve and cultivate their just demesne, Made others covet what they faw fo fair. Thus war began on earth: these fought for spoil, The |