Energy_ of _Mind_:
A _Reach_ of _Thought_ that skims all Nature o'er,
_Exhausts_ this narrow _World_, and asks for _more_:
Through every _Rank of Beings_ when't has flown,
Can frame a _New Creation_ of its own:
By _Possible_ and _Future_ unconfin'd:
Can stubborn _Contradictions_ yoke, and bind
Through _Fancy_'s Realms, with Number, Time and Place,
_Chimera-Forms_, a thin, an airy Race; 40
Then with a secret _conscious Pride_ surveys
The _Enchanted Castles_ which't had _Power_ to raise.
[Sidenote: _Wit_.]
As _Genius_ is the _Strength_, be WIT defin'd
The _Beauty_ and the _Harmony_ of _Mind_:
_Beauty's_ Proportion, Air, each lively Grace
The _Soul_ diffuses round the _Heav'nly Face_:
'Tis _various_, yet 'tis _equal_, still the same
In _Alpine Snows_, or _Ethiopian Flame_;
While _glaring Colours_ short-liv'd Grace supply,
Nor _Frost_ nor _Sun_ they bear, but _scorch_ and _die_. 50
[Sidenote: _Judgment_.]
Nor these alone, tho much they can, suffice,
JUDGMENT must join, or never hope the Prize:
Those _Headstrong Coursers_ scowr along the Plains,
The _Rider's_ down, if once he lose the _Reins_:
Soon the _Mad Mixture_ will to all give Law,
And for the _Laurel Wreaths_ present thee _Wreaths of Straw_.
_Judgment's_ the _Act of Reason_; that which brings
Fit _Thoughts_ to _Thoughts_, and argues _Things_ from _Things_,
True, Decent, Just, are in its _Balance_ try'd,
And thence we learn to _Range, Compound, Divide_. 60
[Sidenote: _Invention and Memory_.]
A _Cave_ there is wherein those _Nymphs_ reside
Who all the Realms of _Sense_ and _Fancy_ guide;
Nay some affirm that in the deepest _Cell_
Imperial _Reason's_ self does not disdain to dwell:
With Living _Reed_ 'tis thatch'd and guarded round,
Which mov'd by _Winds_ emit a Silver Sound:
Two _Crystal Fountains_ near its _Entrance_ play, }
Wide scatt'ring _Golden Streams_ which ne'er decay, }
Two _Labyrinths_ behind harmonious Sounds convey: }
Chiefly, within, the _Room of State_ is fam'd 70
Of rich _Mosaick Work_ divinely fram'd:
Of small _Extent_ to view, 'twill all things hide,
Heav'n's Azure _Arch_ it self not half so wide:
Here all the _Arts_ their sacre