Others a noble band of spirits choice, We fain unsought must leave illustrious names, Made known from age to age with trumpet voice, Poets’, and painters’, sculptors’, meed proclaims, Unwist forsooth to them a world of fames; They rest in peace, the dull cold ear of death Heeds not applause once sought, far higher aims, Than fading earth’s renown, and fleeting breath, A loftier prize in view, a holier fadeless wreath. CXXXI. On other object and pursuit thus led, Far from this scene of quiet’s rural space, Too loath to quit its landscape lovely spread, Its velvet lawn mote now no longer trace, Or gold-fringed cloud that soars the heav’ns with grace, Its groves, and murmuring streams, and purple sky, And fanning air of Zephyr’s sweet embrace, Enticing to the sense as incense nigh, Such Tempé’s vale they leave ymolt with melody. CXXXII. These lonely scenes they fain must now forego, Haunts of the Muses, and their fond retreat, For sober “Art” their guide would eke them show, Invention’s school where she doth hold her seat, While onward led man’s cunning skill to weet, That to a building brought at distance spied, Which urged, them quicken now their sluggish feet, So roadside travellers by their journey tried, Press on their toilsome march the “hamlet” last descried. CXXXIII. The building gained of noble length was seen, Of cunning workmanship’s device full rare, With pillars curious wrought with frieze, I ween, That show’d a portico most wondrous fair, Than which no other could with it compare; Its columns fluted alabaster white; And marble figures graceful ranged appear, In emblematic groups, a goodly sight, With steps that led thereto, a wide ascending flight. CXXXIV. The door wide open flung, all eager press, With expectation raised each mind was fraught, For they did mickle of instruction guess, Would hence ensue from what their guide had taught, Whose converse lured them as he hither brought, Like crowds enticed by some attractive sight, Expectant rush and eagerly resort; So fast they flock like wonder-gazing wight, And fill the spacious floor, each struck with strange delight. CXXXV. Around was seen, in many a quaint device, Target, and spear, and shield’s emblazonry; The steel-clad warrior armed for val’rous prise; In onset couched his lance, his prowess try On charger fierce; while coats of heraldry, And banners, martial ’neath the carved roof hung, Artillery mounted hideous yawned close by, Trophy of brass, with antlers huge, ymong, With sturdy warder’s horn that loud o’er welkin rung. CXXXVI.