Ode 3

Nature and Art, together met and joyn'd,
Made up the character of thy great mind:
That, like a bright and glorious sphere,
Appear'd with num'erous stars embellish'd o're,
And much of light to thee, and much of influence bore:
This was the strong intelligence, whose pow'r
Turn'd it about, and did th'unerring motions steer.
Concurring both, like vital seed and heat,
The noble births they joyntly did beget,
And hard 'twas to be thought,
Which most of force to the great generation brought.
So mingling Elements compose our Body's frame
Fire, Water, Earth and Air
Alike their just proportions share:
Each undistinguish'd still remains the same,
Yet can't we say that either's here, or there,
But all we know not how are scatter'd every where.
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