Than Timoleon's arms require, And Tully's curule chair, and Milton's golden lyre. - Mark Akenside

Seeks painted trifles and fantastic toys,
And eagerly pursues imaginary joys.

Heaven's all-subduing will,
With good the progeny of ill,
Attempreth every state below.

Adieu, for him,
The dull engagements of the bustling world!
Adieu the sick impertinence of praise!
And hope, and action! for with her alone,
By streams and shades, to steal these sighing hours,
Is all he asks, and all that fate can give!