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Sofa, and couch, and high-built throne august.
Great princes have great play-things. Some have At hewing mountains into men, and some, (play'd, At building human wonders mountain high. Some have amus'd the dull fad years of life, Life spent in indolence, and therefore sad,". With schemes of monumental fame, and fought By pyramids, and mausolæan pomp, Short liv'd themselves, ť immortalize their boncs.. Some seek diversion in the tented field, And make the sorrows of mankind their sport. But war's a game, which were their subjects wise, Kings should not play at Nations would do wellT' extort their truncheons from the
When Babel was confounded, and the great Confed'racy of projectors wild and vain, Was split into diversity of tongues, Then, as a shepherd separates his flock, These to the upland, to the valley those, God drave afunder, and aflign'd their lot To all the nations. Ample was the boor He gave them, in its diftribution fair And equal, and he bade them dwell in peace, Peace was awhile their care. They plough'd and sow'd, And reap'd their plenty without grudge or strife. But violence can never longer sleep Than human påssions please. In ev'ry heart Are sown the sparks that kindle fiery war, Occasion needs but fan them, and they blaze. Cain had already shed a brother's blood ; The deluge wash'd it out ; but left unquench'd The seeds of murther in the breast of man. Soon, by a righteous judgment, in the line Of his descending progeny was found, The first artificer of death; the shrewd Contriver, who first sweated at the forge, And forc'd the blunt, and yet unblooded steel, . To a keen edge, and made it bright for war. Him Tubal nam'd, the Vulcan of old times, The sword and faulchion their inventer claim, And the first smith was the first murd'rer's for. His art surviv'd the waters ; and ere long, When man was multiplied, and spread abroad, In tribes and clans, and had begun to call,
These meadows, and that range of hills his own,
A comprehensive faculty that grasps
Almost without an effort, plans too saft For their conception, which they cannot move. Conscious of impotence they foon grow drunk With gazing, when they see an ablc man, Step forth to notice ; and besotted thus, Build him a pedestal, and say, stand there, And be our admiration, and our praise. They roll themselves before him in the duft, Then most deserving in their own account, When moft extravagant in his applause, As if cxalting him they rais'd themselves. Thus by degrees self-cheated of their found And sober judgment, that he is but man, They demi-deify and fume him fo, That in due season he forgets it too. Inflated and aftrut with self-conceit He gulps the windy diet, and ere long Adopting their mistake, profoundly thinks The world was made in vain, if not for him. Thenceforth they are his cattle. Drudges born To bear his burthens, drawing in his gears, And sweating in his service. His caprice Becomes the soul that animates them all. He deems a thousand or ten thousand lives Spent in the purchase of renown for him An easy reck’ning, and they think the fame. Thus kings were firit invented, and thus kings Were burnish'd into heroes, and became The arbiters of this terraqueous swanıp, Storks among frogs, that have but croak'd and died.
Strange, that such folly as lifts bloated man
Familiar, serve t'emancipate the rest !