L.
"That Greece obtain'd the brighter Palm of Art,
"That soft yet ardent Athens learn'd to please,
"To keen the Wit, and to sublime the Heart,
"In all supreme! compleat in every Part!
"It was not thence majestic Rome arose,
"And o'er the Nations shook her conquering Dart:
"For Sluggard's Brow the Laurel never grows;
"Renown is not the Child of indolent Repose.
LI.
"But in loose Joy their Time to wear away;
"Had they alone the Lap of Dalliance sought,
"Pleas'd on her Pillow their dull Heads to lay:
"Rude Nature's State had been our State To-day;
"No Cities e'er their towery Fronts had rais'd,
"No Arts had made us opulent and gay;
"With Brother-Brutes the Human Race had graz'd;
"None e'er had soar'd to Fame, None honour'd been, None prais'd.
LII.
