Ennobled by Thy Image, fpotlefs fhone, Prais'd Thee her author, and ador'd Thy throne: Since Thou didst all the fpacious worlds display, Let glittering ftars, that dance their deftin'd ring Confederate praife to Thee, O Great Creator King! And rife with breasts erect against the fun, Ye fish, affume a voice; with praises fill } Let Let hail and rain, let meteors form'd of fire, Prefent its incenfe and its balm to Thee. And thou, Heaven's viceroy o'er this world below, In this bleft task superior ardour show: To view thyfelf, inflect thy reason's ray, Nature's replenish'd theatre furvey; Then all on fire the Author's skill adore, And in loud fongs extol Creating Power. Degenerate minds, in mazy error lost, May combat Heaven, and impious triumphs boaft; But, while my veins feel animating fires, And vital air this breathing breast inspires, Grateful to Heaven, I'll ftretch a pious wing, CONTENTS. |