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To leave the beaten paths of life behind,
* This little Poem was written on seeing Mr. SADLER, the first ENGLISH AERONAUT, ascend in his Balloon from the Physic Garden in Oxford, in November 1784.
Nor Nor does the bold Adventurer dread alone
The poison'd shafts by scowling Envy thrown;
And damn the Scheme, whose Author can't pro
The exact returns of profit and of use.
Far be it from the Muse with Siren song
To draw from useful toil the industrious throng,
Or o'er the serious arts of life to raise
Warm Speculation's yet unsan&tion'd praise,
Who knows in union's closer bands to draw
The opposing claims of Liberty and Law,
Who dares in Freedom's holy cause to brave
The adverse legion and the hoftile wave,
Yet, led by Science; they whose steps explore
Each deep resource of Nature's hidden fore;
Whether pale study prompt them to reveal:
What wonderous scenes her shapes minute conceal,
Or with superior zeal and bolder toil,
Which danger cannot check, or labor foil,
They trace her giant form and march sublime
Through each viciffitude of soil and clime,
Parents of good and useful to mankind,
Which far conceald from vulgar eye-light lay
Whena When first sage Mathesis those laws reveal'd
Which lead the Stars thro' Heaven's eternal field,
What prescience could foresee their course should
The future vessel through the unfathom'd tide ?
Does BOTANY collect her flowers in vain
Without one lenient herb to soften pain?
Nor charm’d one vagrant foot to virtue's way?
Or grant that Science, of her stores profusę,
Forsake awhile her toils of
Yet sure no vulgar joys his breast engage
Now feels the ele&ric spark with sudden flame..
Shoot mimic lightning through his thrilling frame,
And now delights the etheraal orbs to trace
Amid the vast expanse of boundless space.
Hail then ye daring few! who proudly soar
Through paths by mortal eye unview'd before!
From earth and all her humble scenes who rise
To search the extended mansions of the skies.
. If firm his breast who first undaunted gave
His fragile vessel to the stormy wave,
Borne through the strife of elemental war,
To hillocks shrunk the mountains loftiest brow.