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 Should tempting Novelty thy Cell refrain, And Sloth's bland Opiates shed their Fumes in vain; Should Beauty blunt on Fops her fatal Dart, Nor claim the triumph of a letter'd Heart; Should no Disease thy torpid Veins invade, Nor Melancholy's Phantoms haunt thy Shade; Yet hope not Life from Grief or Danger free, Nor think the Doom of Man revers'd for thee: Deign on the passing World to turn thine Eyes, And pause awhile from Learning to be wise; There mark what Ills the Scholar's Life assail, Toil, Envy, Want, the Garret, and the Jail. See Nations slowly wise, and meanly just, To buried Merit raise the tardy Bust. If Dreams yet flatter, once again attend, Hear Lydiats Life, and Galileos End. Rh