Stones from The Quarry or, Moods of Mind. By Henry Browne [i.e. Henry Ellison] |
PITT, BURKE, FOX, AND SHERIDAN. |
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PITT, BURKE, FOX, AND SHERIDAN.
Oh what a constellated galaxyOf Mind was there, by whose excess of light
The mole-eyed world nigh (dazzled) lost its sight!
Quadrupled sun to light a fourfold sky,
Whose light and heat men still live in and by!
Had one but shone, or been a satellite
To other, it were wonder infinite;
Here four superlatives revolve and vie
In one self-orbit! What if such suns show
Some spots, or in eccentric courses strain
Their orbits, not the less the debt Men owe.
Yet Lights like these, as if ill to sustain,
Thou hiddest, England, 'neath the bushel, so
To shine and shame thee more, removed again!
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