Lines on Sir Isaac Newton
Man walk'd in darkness:—intellectual night
Compass'd him in, gloomy on every side:
Science but shed a faint false-leading Light;
Folly triumphed high; and Ignorance and Pride
Vaunted aloud:—This Heav'n let be a while!
At length the placid Priest of Nature came;
Into the Holiest of Holies enter'd He;
Then, searching there the hiddenest mystery,
With such a reverend Grace as none might blame,
Rebuk'd his Fellows with a sainted smile;
And, for the tender visitings of ruth
The gentle goodness of his heart did move,
Pitied their errors with a Brother's love,
And with a Father's Wisdom taught them Truth!
Compass'd him in, gloomy on every side:
Science but shed a faint false-leading Light;
Folly triumphed high; and Ignorance and Pride
Vaunted aloud:—This Heav'n let be a while!
At length the placid Priest of Nature came;
Into the Holiest of Holies enter'd He;
Then, searching there the hiddenest mystery,
With such a reverend Grace as none might blame,
Rebuk'd his Fellows with a sainted smile;
And, for the tender visitings of ruth
The gentle goodness of his heart did move,
Pitied their errors with a Brother's love,
And with a Father's Wisdom taught them Truth!
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