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30 That tell around us, in the wondrous scale

Of high perfection which they all detail;

The order which they follow in the laws,

That bind and keep them, and that show their cause,

The ends of love and pity in their frame:

These their Creator's goodness all proclaim.

Be this thy learning, this thy glory's view;

If virtuous, thou art wise and happy too.

Virtue and truth are one, and in them bound

Alone may ever happiness be found.

And they can only, with a conscience pure,

Give to thy soul to enjoy it, peace secure;

True liberty in moderate desires,

And joy in all to do thy work requires;

To do well in content, and calmly free:

All else is wind and misery, vanity.

little bird! who now

On Galatea's lap hast got,

My unrequited love allow

To envy thee thy lot.