Classic Poem

Love, like a tyrant whom no laws constrain,
Now for some ages kept the world in pain;
Beauty by vast destructions got renown,
And lovers only by their rage were known;
But Granville, more auspicious to mankind,
Conqu'ring the heart, as much instructs the mind;
Bless'd in the fate of her victorious eyes,
Seeing we love, and hearing we grow wise:
So Rome, for wisdom as for conquest fam'd,
Improv'd with arts whom she by arms had tam'd.
Above the clouds is plac'd this glorious light,
Nothing lies hid from her inquiring sight;
Athens and Rome for arts restor'd rejoice,
Their language takes new music from her voice.
Learning and Love in the same seat we find,
So bright her eyes, and so adorn'd her mind.
Long had Minerva govern'd in the skies,
But now descends confess'd to human eyes:
Behold in Granville that inspiring queen
Whom learned Athens so ador'd unseen.