planted in man a fenfe of ambition, and a fatisfaction arifing from the contemplation of his excelling his fellows in fomething deemed valuable amongst them. It is this paffion that creates advantages we all derive in civilized life, and it is this paffion alfo, ill directed, which unfortunately hinders men from granting to Genius its due. Oh! Genius, art thou to be envied or pitied? Doomed to form expectations the most fanguine, and to meet with disappointments the most mortifying? To indulge towards others the most generous wishes, to receive thyfelf the most illiberal treatment? To be applauded, admired, and neglected? To be a friend to all, befriended, often, by none? Oh! Thou creative, discriminating power, source of inexpreffible delights, and nurse of unknown fenfibilities, that perpetuate diftrefs. Fancy fhall embody thy form; and vifit the grave of BROWN, to drop the tear of fympathy, over that ingenious, unfriended, unfortunate physician. SECT. LXII. THE DISCOVERIES OF SIR ISAAC NEWTON. "If I have done the world any service, it is due to my industry and patient "thought; for, by having the subject ever in view, new light broke in 66 upon me by little and little, which at length affumed a more perfect "form." In a fecond letter to Dr. BENTLEY, this philosopher fays, “If I nad foreseen "all the weight of oppofition that has arifen against me, I would have left "to others the pursuit of an empty shadow.Nevertheless the reflec"tion of having extended the knowledge of my fellow creatures, af"fords me fome return for the inquietudes ever attendant upon literary, " eminence." From Sir ISAAC NEWTON'S Letters to Dr. BENTLEY. SHALL the great foul of NEWTON quit this earth, to mingle with his flars; and every muse, of honours due to his illuftrious name? But what can Man? Ev'n now the Sons of Light, in ftrains high warbled to feraphic lyre, hail his arrival on the coaft of bliss. Yet am not I deterr'd, though high the theme, and fung to harps of angels, for with you Ethereal Flames! ambitious, I afpire in NATURE's general symphony to join. Have ye not liften'd while HE bound the funs, and planets, to their spheres! th' unequal task of o'er erring man the year, and oft difgrac'd the pride of schools, before their courfe was known full in its caufes, and effects, to him all-piercing fage! who fat not down and dream'd romantic schemes, But, bidding his amazing mind attend, and with HEROIC PATIENCE, YEARS, on YEARS, DEEP-SEARCHING, faw at last THE SYSTEM dawn, and fhine, of all his race, on HIM alone. O, ineffable magnificence divine! O, wisdom truly perfect! thus to call from a few caufes such a scheme of things, effects of various, beautiful, and great, an universe complete! And O belov'd of heaven! whofe well-purg'd, penetrating, eye, who, while on this dim fpot, where mortals toil What were his raptures then! how pure! how ftrong! and what the triumphs of old GREECE and ROME by his diminish'd, but the pride of boys in fome small fray victorious! when instead HE, first of men, with awful wing purfu'd the comet through the long elliptic curve, as round innumerous worlds he wings his way; till, to the forehead of our evening-íky return'd, the blazing wonder glares anew, and o'er the trembling nations shakes dismay. All intellectual eye, our folar round first gazing through, HE, by the blended power of GRAVITATION, and PROJECTION, faw the whole in filent harmony revoive. From unaffifted vifion hid, the moons to cheer remoter planets numerous form'd by HIм in all their mingled tracts were seen, Hɛ alfo fix'd our wandering queen of night, whether the wanes into a scanty orb, or, waxing broad, with her pale fhadowy light, in a foft deluge overflows the sky. Her every motion clear-difcerning, HE adjusted to the mutual main, and taught why now the mighty mass of water swells refiftlefs, heaving on the broken rocks, and the full river turning; till again the tide revertive, unattracted, leaves a yellow waste of idle fands behind. Then breaking hence, HE took his ardent flight Through the blue infinite; and every star which the clear concave of a winter's night pours on the eye, or aftronomic tube, far far-ftretching, fnatches from the dark abyss, The heavens are all his own; from the wild rule of whirling vortices, and circling spheres, to their first great fimplicity restor❜d. Th' aerial flow of found was known to him, from whence it firft in wavy circles breaks, till the touch'd organ takes the message in. Nor could the darting beam, speed immense, efcape his swift pursuit, and measuring eye. Even light itself, which every thing difplays, to the charm'd eye educ'd the gorgeous train The |