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 All was Believ'd, but nothing understood, And to be dull was constru'd to be good; A second Deluge Learning thus o'er-run, And the Monks finish'd what the Goths begun. At length, Erasmus, that great, injur'd Name, (The Glory of the Priesthood, and the Shame!) Stemm'd the wild Torrent of a barb'rous Age, And drove those Holy Vandals off the Stage. But see! each Muse, in Leo's Golden Days, Starts from her Trance, and trims her wither'd Bays! Rome's ancient Genius, o'er its Ruins spread, Shakes off the Dust, and rears his rev'rend Head! Then Sculpture and her Sister-Arts revive; Stones leap'd to Form, and Rocks began to live; With sweeter Notes each rising Temple rung; A Raphael painted, and a Vida sung! Im-