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LX.

"Some he will lead to Courts, and Some to Camps;

"To Senates Some, and public sage Debates,
"Where, by the solemn Gleam of Midnight-Lamps,
"The World is pois'd, and manag'd mighty States;
"To high Discovery Some, that new-creates
"The Face of Earth; Some to the thriving Mart;
"Some to the Rural Reign, and softer Fates;
"To the sweet Muses Some, who raise the Heart:
"All Glory shall be yours, all Nature, and all Art!

LXI.

"There are, I see, who listen to my Lay,

"Who wretched sigh for Virtue, but despair.
"All may be done, (methinks I hear them say)
"Even Death despis'd by generous Actions fair;
"All, but for Those who to these Bowers repair,
"Their every Power dissolv'd in Luxury,
"To quit of torpid Sluggishness the Lair,
"And from the powerful Arms of Sloth get free.
"'Tis rising from the Dead—Alas!—It cannot be!

LXII.