But those whom he disdains not to befriend, }
_Uncommon Souls_, who nearest Heav'n ascend }
Far more, at once, than others comprehend: } 90
Whate'er within this _sacred Hall_ you find, }
Whate'er will _lodge_ in your _capacious Mind_ }
Let _Judgment_ sort, and skilful _Method_ bind; }
And as from these you draw your antient Store
Daily supply the _Magazine_ with more.
Furnish'd with such _Materials_ he'll excel
Who when he _works_ is sure to work 'em _well_;
This ART alone, as _Nature_ that bestows,
And in _Perfection_ both, th' accomplish'd _Verser_ knows.
Knows to _persuade_, and how to _speak_, and when; 100
The _Rules of Life_, and _Manners_ knows and _Men_:
Those _narrow Lines_ which _Good_ and _Ill_ divide;
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And by what _Balance Just_ and _Right_ are try'd:
How _Kindred-Things_ with _Things_ are closely join'd; }
How _Bodies_ act, and by what _Laws_ confin'd, }
Supported, mov'd and rul'd by th' _Universal Mind_. }
When the moist _Kids_ or burning _Sirius_ rise; }
Through what ambiguous Ways _Hyperion_ flies, }
And marks our _Upper_ or the _Nether Skies_. }
He knows those _Strings_ to _touch_ with artful Hand 110
Which rule Mankind, and all the World command:
What _moves_ the _Soul_, and every secret _Cell_
Where _Pity, Love_, and all the _Passions_ dwell.
The _Music_ of his _Verse_ can _Anger_ raise,
Which with a softer _Stroak_ he _smooths_ and _lays_:
Can _Emulation, Terror_, all excite,