Falce novos creat affidue, pafcitque creatos, Ah! modo dilectis pafcit nova gaudia mufcis.
Quartam Materies peperit conjuncta Stupori, Nomen Atheia illi, monftrum cui lumen ademptum, Atque aures; cui fenfus abeft; fed mille trifulcæ Qre micant linguæ, refugas quibus inficit auras. Hanc Stupor ipfe parens odit, vicina nefandos Horret fylva fonos, neque furda repercutit Echo. Mendacem natura redarguit ipfa, Deumque
Et cœlum, & terræ, veraciaque Afra fatentur. Se fimul agglomerans furgit chorus omnis aquarum, Et puro fublimè fonat grave fulmen olympo.
Fonte ortus Lethæo, ipfius ad oftia templi, Ire foporifero tendit cum murmure rivus, Huc potum Stolidos Deus evocat agmine magno: Crebri adfunt, largifque fitim reftinguere gaudent Hauftibus, atque iterant calices, certantque ftupendo. Me, me etiam, clamo, occurrens ;-fed vellicat aurem Calliope, nocuafque vetat contingere lymphas.
Faft as they rife, fhe feeds with ample ftore
Of once rare flies, but now efteem'd no more.
The fourth dire fhape from mother Matter came, Dulness her fire, and Atheism her name;
In her no glimpfe of facred Senfe appears, Depriv'd of eyes, and destitute of ears; And yet she brandishes a thousand tongues, And blafts the world with air-infecting lungs. Curs'd by her fire, her very words are wounds, No grove re-ecchoes the detefted founds. Whate'er the speaks all nature proves a lye, The earth, the heav'ns, the ftarry fpangled sky Proclaim the wife, eternal Deity:
The congregated waves in mountains driven Roar in grand chorus to the Lord of Heaven; Thro' fkies ferene the glorious thunders roll, Loudly pronounce the God, and shake the founding Pole.
A river, murmuring from Lethæan fource, Full to the fane directs its fleepy courfe ;. The Pow'r of Dulness, leaning on the brink, Here calls the multitude of fools to crink. Swarming they crowd to ftupify the skull, With frequent cups contending to be dull. Me, let me tafte the facred ftream, I cry'd, With out-ftretch'd arm-the Mufe my boon deny'd, And fav'd me from the fenfe-intoxicating tide.
MOMUS, fcurra, procax superûm, quo tempore
Exiluit cerebro Jovis, eft pro more jocatus Nefcio quid ftultum de partu: excanduit irâ Jupiter, afper, acerba tuens ; " et tu quoque, dixit,. "Garrule, concipies, fætumq; ex ore profundes :"` Haud mora, jamque fupinus in aulâ extenditur ingens. Derifor; dubiâ velantur lumina nocte;
Stertit hians immane ;-e nafo Gallica clangunt Claffica, Germaniq; fimul fermonis amaror:
Edita vix tandem eft monftrum l'olychafmia, proles. Tanto digna parente, aviæq; fimillima Nocti. Illa oculos tentat nequicquam aperire, veterno Torpida, & horrendo vultum, distorta cachinno. Emulus hanc Jovis afpiciens, qui fictile vulgus Fecerat infelix, imitarier arte Prometheus Audet-nec flammis opus eft cœleftibus: auræ Tres Stygiæ flatus, nigræ tria pocula Lethes Mifcet, & innuptæ fufpiria longa puellæ ; His adipem fuis & guttur conjungit afelli, Tenfaque cum gemitu fomnifque fequacibus ora..
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