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 What Infinites dot thou purue!

The Tangl'd Skeines of Nature how undo!

Pierce all her darket Clouds, her Knots untye,

And leave her naked to the wandring Eye.

What Gut of Knowledge blew thee off to Sea?

A dep'rate Curioity.

In Mountain-Waves, and raging Wind,

Tell us, what couldt thou hope to find?

'Tis anwer'd,—Thee are Natures Schools,

To teach the Power of Art and Rules:

From hence what vat intructing things thou't brought;

Beides the Huge Remains not yet found out.

But of all Knowledge, this was ure the bet,

As 'tis the Pole-tar to the ret.

How wing'd with Science, men might trace

The foaming Oceans roughet Face;

Plow the vat Furrows of th'amazing Deep,

With Eae and Safety ail and leep.

No more th' uncertain Northern Tides hall fright,

Familiar Dangers leen to the Sight;

The Rocks and Sands, the threatning Shore,

Pledges of certain Death before.

Now Roads and Harbours found for help appear,

And how the Follies of our ancient Fear;

Under their Weather Banks we calmly ride

Danger and Safety they divide.

Now they appear the Aids of Providence,

The Sailors Safety, and the Lands Defence.

Bold Science whither wilt thou tear,

See how the Tempets arm'd with Death, appear;