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Poetics

Or, a series of poems, and disquisitions on poetry. By George Dyer

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Thro' the deep long extent of time,
A race of heroes sprung;
Love was their sire—They in each distant clime,
Liv'd by Love's law, his triumphs sung.
See Discord back to Chaos hurl'd!
See dawning reason harmonize the world!

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Soon o'er his realms so vast and wide
Ocean views the vessel glide:
Commerce, lo! has spread the sail,
And lands remote th'advent'rers fondly hail:
And Tyre, how great thy rapture to explore
The treasures new of many a distant shore!

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Ah! what is all the blaze of power?
And what the pride of wealth, but pomp, and pain?
Then brooding Avarice knew her hour;
Then wrapp'd her niggard soul in dreams of gain;
Ambition, too, thy growing hopes were bold;
She ponder'd where to hide the worshipp'd gold,
Remorseless, curs'd amidst her hoard;
Thou durst bid ocean wear thy chain,
Like gorgeous Persia's madden'd Lord,
And the wide world confess thy reign.
Love call'd his sons; he saw
Where lust and wanton waste
Each fram'd with tyrant pride the lawless law;
And lo! they haste,
The Hero Race, man's guardian angel-bands;
What hero sleeps, when Love commands?
“Proceed, he cries, my ancient laws proclaim,
“Still imitate my deeds, still emulate my fame.”

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“Then only gold is bright
“When like the sun it shines,

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“And round the world distributes generous light:
“But when the dirt of mines
“Cleaves to a miser's soul, the base-born ore
“Is baser than before;
“Shine ye in bounty rich; to all impart
“Their boon of bliss, the genial warmth of heart:
“Let earth be cloth'd in golden grain,
“Make vallies smile and rivers flow,
“Teach every art to own thy reign,
“And genius with new fires to glow:
“Bid science from her sleep of years to start,
“And Laws controul the miscreant heart:
“And bid the muse with her soul-soothing charm
“The grizly host of human ills disarm,
“To soothe or fire the breast:
“Thus live, in blessing others blest,
“Thus reign, and, more than conquerors, rule the mind,
“Such be the Hero Race, the stars of human kind.”