English Poets of the Eighteenth Century. Various

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       Or roll the planets through the boundless sky.

       Some less refined, beneath the moon's pale light

       Pursue the stars that shoot athwart the night,

       Or suck the mists in grosser air below,

       Or dip their pinions in the painted bow,

       Or brew fierce tempests on the wintry main,

       Or o'er the glebe distil the kindly rain;

       Others on earth o'er human race preside,

       Watch all their ways, and all their actions guide:

       Of these the chief the care of nations own,

       And guard with arms divine the British throne.