The Sage with steadier lights directs his ken, Thro twofold nature leads the walks of men, Remoulds her moral and material frames, Their mutual aids, their sister laws proclaims, Disease before him with its causes flies, And boasts no more of sickly soils and skies; His well-proved codes the healing science aid, Its base establish and its blessing spread, With long-wrought life to teach the race to glow, And vigorous nerves to grace the locks of snow. From every shape that varying matter gives, That rests or ripens, vegetates or lives, His chymic powers new combinations plan, Yield new creations, finer forms to man, High springs of health for mind and body trace, Add force and beauty to the joyous race, Arm with new engines his adventurous hand, Stretch o'er these elements his wide command, Lay the proud storm submissive at his feet, Change, temper, tame all subterranean heat, Probe laboring earth and drag from her dark side The mute volcano, ere its force be tried; Walk under ocean, ride the buoyant air, Brew the soft shower, the labor'd land repair, A fruitful soil o'er sandy deserts spread, And clothe with culture every mountain's head. Where system'd realms their mutual glories lend, And well-taught sires the cares of state attend, Thro every maze of man they learn to wind, Note each device that prompts the Proteus mind, What soft restraints the tempered breast requires, To taste new joys and cherish new desires, Expand the selfish to the social flame, And rear the soul to deeds of nobler fame. They mark, in all the past records of praise, What partial views heroic zeal could raise; What mighty states on others' ruins stood, And built unsafe their haughty seats in blood; How public virtue's ever borrow'd name With proud applauses graced the deeds of shame, Bade each imperial standard wave sublime, And wild ambition havoc every clime; From chief to chief the kindling spirit ran, Heirs of false fame and enemies of man. Where Grecian states in even balance hung, And warm'd with jealous fires the patriot's tongue, The exclusive ardor cherish'd in the breast Love to one land and hatred to the rest. And where the flames of civil discord rage, And Roman arms with Roman arms engage, The mime of virtue rises still the same, To build a Cesar's as a Pompey's name. But now no more the patriotic mind, To narrow views and local laws confined, Gainst neighboring lands directs the public rage. Plods for a clan or counsels for an age; But soars to loftier thoughts, and reaches far Beyond the power, beyond the wish of war; For realms and ages forms the general aim, Makes patriot views and moral views the same, Works with enlighten'd zeal, to see combined The strength and happiness of humankind.