You'll ask, What GENIUS is, and Where to find?
'Tis the full _Power_ and _Energy_ of _Mind_:
A _Reach_ of _Thought_ that skims all Nature o'er,
_Exhausts_ this narrow _World_, and asks for _more_:
Through every _Rank of Beings_ when't has flown,
Can frame a _New Creation_ of its own:
By _Possible_ and _Future_ unconfin'd:
Can stubborn _Contradictions_ yoke, and bind
Through _Fancy_'s Realms, with Number, Time and Place,
_Chimera-Forms_, a thin, an airy Race; 40
Then with a secret _conscious Pride_ surveys
The _Enchanted Castles_ which't had _Power_ to raise.
[Sidenote: _Wit_.]
As _Genius_ is the _Strength_, be WIT defin'd
The _Beauty_ and the _Harmony_ of _Mind_:
_Beauty's_ Proportion, Air, each lively Grace
The _Soul_ diffuses round the _Heav'nly Face_:
'Tis _various_, yet 'tis _equal_, still the same
In _Alpine Snows_, or _Ethiopian Flame_;
While _glaring Colours_ short-liv'd Grace supply,
Nor _Frost_ nor _Sun_ they bear, but _scorch_ and _die_. 50
[Sidenote: _Judgment_.]
Nor these alone, tho much they can, suffice,
JUDGMENT must join, or never hope the Prize:
Those _Headstrong Coursers_ scowr along the Plains,
The _Rider's_ down, if once he lose the _Reins_:
Soon the _Mad Mixture_ will to all give Law,
And for the _Laurel Wreaths_ present thee _Wreaths of Straw_.
_Judgment's_ the _Act of Reason_; that which brings
Fit _Thoughts_ to _Thoughts_, and argues _Things_ from _Things_,