And hid his head for fhame, As his inferior flame 80 The new enlighten'd world no more should need; He saw a greater fun appear Than his bright throne, or burning axletree could VIII. The fhepherds on the lawn, (bear. 85 Or e'er the point of dawn, Sat fimply chatting in a ruftic row; Full little thought they then, That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below; 90 Perhaps their lovers, or else their sheep, Was all that did their filly thoughts so busy keep. Now was almost won To think her part was done, 105 And that her reign had here its last fulfilling; She knew fuch harmony alone Could hold all Heav'n and Earth in happier union. XI. At last surrounds their fight A globe of circular light, ΠΟ That with long beams the fhame-fac'd night array'd; The helmed Cherubim, And fworded Seraphim, Are seen in glittering ranks with wings display'd, Harping in loud and folemn quire, 115 With unexpreffive notes to Heav'n's new-born Heir. XII. Such mufic (as 'tis faid) Before was never made, But when of old the fons of morning fung, While the Creator great His conftellations fet, 120 And the well-balanc'd world on hinges hung, And caft the dark foundations deep, And bid the weltring waves their oozy channel keep. XIII. Ring out ye crystal Spheres, Once blefs our human ears, (If ye have pow'r to touch our senses fo) Ꮓ 125 And And let your filver chime Move in melodious time, And let the bafe of Heav'n's deep organ blow, 130 And with your ninefold harmony Make up full confort to th' angelic fymphony. For if fuch holy fong XIV. Inwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, 135 And speckled Vanity Will ficken foon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mold, And Hell itself will pafs away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day. XV. Yea Truth and Justice then Will down return to men, 141 Orb'd in a rainbow; and like glories wearing Mercy will fit between, Thron'd in celestial sheen, 145 With radiant feet the tiffued clouds down fteering, And Heav'n, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall. XVI. But wifest Fate says no, This must not yet be so, The babe lies yet in fmiling infancy, 150 That That on the bitter cross Muft redeem our lofs; So both himself and us to glorify: Yet firft to thofe ychain'd in fleep, 155 The wakeful trump of doom muft thunder through XVII. (the deep, With fuch a horrid clang As on mount Sinai rang, While the red fire, and fmouldring clouds out brake: The aged earth aghast, With terror of that blast, Shall from the surface to the center shake; When at the world's last session, 160 (throne. The dreadful Judge in middle air fhall spread his XVIII. And then at laft our blifs Full and perfect is, But now begins; for from this happy day Th' old Dragon under ground In ftraiter limits bound, Not half fo far cafts his ufurped fway, And wroth to see his kingdom fail, Swindges the scaly horror of his folded tail. The oracles are dumb, XIX. No voice or hideous hum 170 Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Z 2 Apollo Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, 176 With hollow fhriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell Inspires the pale-ey'd priest from the prophetic cell. XX. The lonely mountains o'er, And the refounding fhore, A voice of weeping heard and loud lament; From haunted spring, and dale Edg'd with poplar pale, 181 185 (mourn. The parting Genius is with fighing fent; With flow'r-inwoven treffes torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint; And the chill marble feems to fweat, 195 While each peculiar Pow'r forgoes his wonted feat. Peor and Baälim XXII. Forfake their temples dim, With that twice batter'd God of Palestine; And |