In virtue's path to emulate their sires, To assert their country's rights, avenge her sons, And hurl the bolts of justice on her foes. HYMN TO SCIENCE. 'O vitas Philosophia dux! O virtutis indagatrix, expultrixque vitiorum. Tu urbes peperisti; tu inventrix legum, tu magistra morum et disciplinae fuisti: ad te confugimus, a te opem petimus.'-- _Cic. Tusc. Quaest_. 1 Science! thou fair effusive ray From the great source of mental day, Free, generous, and refined! Descend with all thy treasures fraught, Illumine each bewilder'd thought, And bless my labouring mind. 2 But first with thy resistless light, Disperse those phantoms from my sight, Those mimic shades of thee: The scholiast's learning, sophist's cant, The visionary bigot's rant, The monk's philosophy. 3 Oh! let thy powerful charms impart The patient head, the candid heart, Devoted to thy sway; Which no weak passions e'er mislead, Which still with dauntless steps proceed Where reason points the way. 4 Give me to learn each secret cause; Let Number's, Figure's, Motion's laws Reveal'd before me stand; These to great Nature's scenes apply, And round the globe, and through the sky, Disclose her working hand. 5 Next, to thy nobler search resign'd, The busy, restless, Human Mind Through every maze pursue; Detect Perception where it lies, Catch the Ideas as they rise, And all their changes view. 6 Say from what simple springs began The vast ambitious thoughts of man, Which range beyond control, Which seek eternity to trace, Dive through the infinity of space, And strain to grasp the whole. 7 Her secret stores let Memory tell, Bid Fancy quit her fairy cell, In all her colours dress'd; While prompt her sallies to control, Reason, the judge, recalls the soul To Truth's severest test. 8 Then launch through Being's wide extent; Let the fair scale with just ascent And cautious steps be trod; And from the dead, corporeal mass, Through each progressive order pass To Instinct, Reason, God. 9 There, Science! veil thy daring eye; Nor dive too deep, nor soar too high, In that divine abyss; To Faith content thy beams to lend, Her hopes to assure, her steps befriend And light her way to bliss. 10 Then downwards take thy flight again, Mix with the policies of men, And social Nature's ties; The plan, the genius of each state, Its interest and its powers relate, Its fortunes and its rise. 11 Through private life pursue thy course, Trace every action to its source, And means and motives weigh: Put tempers, passions, in the scale; Mark what degrees in each prevail, And fix the doubtful sway.