Enflamed with the study of learning and the admiration of virtue; stirred up with high hopes of living to be brave men and worthy patriots, dear to God, and famous to all ages.

Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptred pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine.

How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets Where no crude surfeit reigns

No man who knows aught, can be so stupid to deny that all men naturally were born free.

Heav'nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate

With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded.

Ask for this great deliverer now, and find him Eyeless in Gaza at the mill with slaves.