And truth severe, by fairy fiction drest.

And moody madness laughing wild Amid severest woe.

When love could teach a monarch to be wise, And gospel-light first dawn'd from Bullen's eyes.

Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife.

Daughter of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The bad affright, afflict the best!

Here rests his head upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.

The applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes.