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on whose honored brow The poets bays and critic's ivy grow Cremona now shall ever boast thy name As next in place to Mantua, next in fame! ON WHOSE HONOUR BROW THE POET'S BAIZE AND THE CRITIC'S IVY GROW CREMONA NOW SHALL EVER BOAST THY NAME AS NEXT IN PLACE OF MANTWOR NEXT IN FAME
Rome alike in empire grew; And arts still followed where her eagles flew, From the same foes at last, both felt their doom, And the same age saw learning fall, and Rome. [686] With tyranny then superstition joined As that the body, this enslaved the mind; Much was believed but little understood, And to be dull was construed to be good; A second deluge learning thus o'errun, And the monks finished what the Goths begun. [692] At length Erasmus, that great injured name [693] (The glory of the priesthood and the shame!) Stemmed the wild torrent of a barbarous age, And drove those holy Vandals off the stage. [696] But see! each muse, in Leo's golden days, [697] Starts from her trance and trims her withered bays, Rome's ancient genius o'er its ruins spread Shakes off the dust, and rears his reverent head Then sculpture and her sister arts revive, Stones leaped to form, and rocks began to live; With sweeter notes each rising temple rung, A Raphael painted, and a Vida sung [704] Immortal Vida! TICS JUST REIGNED LICENCE REPRESSED AND USEFUL LAWS ORDAINED LEARNING AND ROME ALIKE IN EMPIRE GREW AND ART STILL FOLLOWED WHERE HER EAGLES FLEW FROM THE SAME FOES AT LAST WITH FELL THE DOME AND THE SAME AGE SAW LEARNING FALL ON ROME WITH TYRANNY THEN SUPERSTITION JOINED AS THAT THE BODY DISENSLAVED THE MIND MUCH WAS BELIEVED BUT LITTLE UNDERSTOOD AND TO THE DOLL WAS CONSTRUED TO BE GOOD A SECOND DELUGE LEARNING DOES OVERWRON AND THE MONK FINISHED WHAT THE GODS BEGUN AT LENGTH ERASMUS THAT GREAT INJURED NAME THE GLORY OF THE PRIEST WITHIN SHAME STEMPED THE WILD TORRENT OF THE BARBAROUS AGE AND DROVE THOSE HOLY BUNDLES OF THE STAGE BUT SEE EACH MUSE IN LEO'S GOLDEN DAYS STARTS FROM HER TRAINS AND DREAMS HOW WITHERS WEIGH ROME'S ANCIENT GENIUS O'ER ITS RUIN SPRAYED SHAKES OFF THE DUST AND REARS HIS WEAPONS DEAD THEN SCULPTURE AND HER SISTERS ART REVIVE STONES LIT TO FORM AND ROCKS BEGAN TO LIVE WITH SWEETER NOTES EACH RISING TEMPLE WRONG A RAPHAEL PAINTED AND THE VITAL SONG IMMODEL VITRE
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