Or pours profufe on Earth; one Nature feeds Or wing the Sky, or roll along the Flood, Each Sex defires alike, till two are one: 120 Nor ends the Pleafure with the fierce Embrace; The young difmifs'd to wander Earth or Air, A longer Care Man's helpless Kind demands ; At once extend the Int'rest, and the Love: Each Virtue in each Paffion takes its Turn ; And still new Needs, new Helps, new Habits rife, 130 135 From From private Sparkles raise the gen'ral Flame, 140 And bid Self-Love and Social be the fame. Thus as one Brood, and as another rose, Thefe nat'ral Love maintain'd, habitual thofe ; Saw helpless Him from whom their Life began: 145 That pointed back to Youth, this on to Age; Still fpread the Int'reft, and preferv'd the Kind. UNION, the Bond of all Things, and of Man. Pride then was not; nor Arts, that Pride to aid; No Murder cloath'd him, and no Murder fed. In the fame Temple, the refounding Wood, All Vocal Beings hymn'd their equal God: The Shrine with Gore unftain'd, with Gold undrest, 169 Unbrib'd, unbloody, stood the blameless Priest: Heav'ns (13) Heav'ns Attribute was Universal Care, And Man's Prerogative to rule, but spare. Ah how unlike the Man of Times to come! 170 Of half that live, the Butcher, and the Tomb; 165 Thy Arts of Building from the Bee receive ; "Learn of the Mole to plow, the Worm to weave; "Learn of the little * Nautilus to fail, Spread the thin Oar, and catch the driving Gale. D 175 180 "' Here * Vide Oppian Halieut. Lib. I. "Here too all Forms of focial Union find, "In vain thy Reason finer Webs fhall draw, Entangle Juftice in her Net of Law, "And Right too rigid harden into Wrong, 185 190 1195 "Still for the Strong too weak, the Weak too strong. "Yet Go! and thus o'er all the Creatures fway, "Thus let the Wifer make the reft obey, "Who for those Arts they learn'd of Brutes before, 200 "As Kings shall crown them, or as Gods adore." Great Nature spoke; obfervant Men obey'd; Cities were built, Societies were made: Here ( 15 ) Here rofe one little State; Another near Grew by like means, and join'd, thro' Love or Fear. 205 And there the Streams in purer Rills descend ? 215 "Till then, by Nature crown'd, each Patriarch fate, King, Priest, and Parent of his growing State: On him, their fecond Providence, they hung, Their Law, his Eye; their Oracle, his Tongue. He, from the wondring Furrow call'd their Food, 220 Taught to command the Fire, controul the Flood, Draw forth the Monsters of th' Abyss profound, Or fetch th' Aerial Eagle to the Ground. Till drooping, fick'ning, dying, they began Whom they rever'd as God, to mourn as Man. 225 Then |