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CANTO III. 



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PROGRESS OF THE MIND, 



I. Now rose, adorn'd with Beauty's brightest hues, 

 The graceful HIEROPHANT, and winged MUSE; 

 Onward they step around the stately piles, 

 O'er porcelain floors, through laqueated ailes, 

 Eye Nature's lofty and her lowly seats, 

 Her gorgeous palaces, and green retreats, 

 Pervade her labyrinths with unerring tread, 

 And leave for future guests a guiding thread. 



First with fond gaze blue fields of air they sweep, 

 Or pierce the briny chambers of the deep; 10 



Earth's burning line, and icy poles explore, 

 Her fertile surface, and her caves of ore; 



