Hear'st thou that dreadful crack? that sound which broke Like peals of thunder, and the centre shook? Shew me that celebrated spot, where all Have humbly sought wealth, honour, and redress, Some angel say, Where ran proud Asia's bound? Sparkle in diamonds, and her golden ore? Each lost in each, their mingling kingdoms glow, Thus earth's contending monarchies are join'd, And now whate'er or swims, or walks, or flies, All on whom ADAM'S wisdom fix'd a name, This globe alone would but defraud the fire, Starve its devouring rage: the flakes aspire, And catch the clouds, and make the heav'n's their prey; All, all is lost; no monument, no sign, machine. gay Has more to boast, and far outweighs the whole; Cast down to nothing, such a vast expence. 1 Of perfect knowledge, see, the dawning light |