Part 1 / Act 5 — Act v. Sc. 1.
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The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds
The Campaign.
And, pleased th' Almighty's orders to perform Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.[9]
From the Letter on Italy.
For wheresoe'er I turn my ravished eyes, Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise; Poetic fields encompass me around, And still I seem to tread on classic ground.[10]
Ode.
The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue, ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim.
Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their tarn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Forever singing, as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.