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And daring Intellect his bondage break; Beneath whose eye the Lords of song arose, And snatch'd the Tuscan lyre from long repose, And bade its pealing energies resound, With power electric, through the realms around; Oh! high in thought, magnificent in soul! Born to inspire, enlighten, and control; Cosmo, Lorenzo! view your reign once more, The shrine where nations mingle to adore! Again th' Enthusiast there, with ardent gaze, Shall hail the mighty of departed days: Those sovereign spirits, whose commanding mind, Seems in the marble's breathing mould enshrin'd; Still, with ascendant power, the world to awe, Still the deep homage of the heart to draw; To breathe some spell of holiness around, Bid all the scene be consecrated ground, And from the stone, by Inspiration wrought, Dart the pure lightnings of exalted thought.