The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.

Tea - the cups that cheer but not inebriate.

And diff'ring judgments serve but to declare that truth lies somewhere, if we knew but where.

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies.

All truth is precious, if not all divine; and what dilates the powers must needs refine.

A life all turbulence and noise may seem To him that leads it wise and to be praised, But wisdom is a pearl with most success Sought in still waters.

Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appear'd, And ages ere the Mantuan swan was heard: To carry nature lengths unknown before, To give a Milton birth, ask'd ages more.