LV.

Enraptured by the Hermit's strain, the Youth Proceeds the path of science to explore. And now, expanding to the beams of truth, New energies, and charms unknown before, His mind discloses: Fancy now no more Wantons on fickle pinion through the skies; But, fixed in aim, and conscious of her power, Sublime from cause to cause exults to rise, Creation's blended stores arranging as she flies.