She, from the rending earth and bursting skies, Saw gods descend, and fiends infernal rise: Here fix'd the dreadful, there the blest abodes; With heav'n's own thunders shook the world below, And play'd the god an engine on his foe. So drives self-love, thro' just, and thro' unjust, To one man's pow'r, ambition, lucre, lust: All join to guard what each desires to gain. Ev'n kings learnt justice and benevolence: 1 Self-love forsook the path it first pursu'd, And found the private in the public good. 'Twas then, the studious head or gen'rous mind, Follow'r of God or friend of human-kind, Poet or patriot, rose but to restore The faith and moral nature gave before; Relum'd her ancient light, not kindled new; If not God's image, yet his shadow drew: 1 Taught power's due use to people and to kings; Taught nor to slack, nor strain its tender strings, The less, or greater, set so justly true, That touching one must strike the other too; Where small and great, where weak and mighty made To serve, not suffer, strengthen, not invade; More pow'rful each as needful to the rest, For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; But all mankind's concern is charity: All must be false that thwart this one great end; And, all of God, that bless mankind or mend. Man, like the gen'rous vine, supported lives; The strength he gains is from th' embrace he gives. On their own axis as the planets run, Yet make at once their circle round the sun; So two consistent motions act the soul; And one regards itself, and one the whole. Thus God and nature link'd the general frame, And bade self-love and social be the same. : |