TO cultivate in ev'ry noble mind br Habitual grace, and sentiments refin'd, br Thus while you strive to mend the human heart, br Thus while the heav'nly precepts you impart, br O may each bosom catch the sacred fire, br And youthful minds to Virtue's throne aspire! br When God's eternal ways you set in sight, br And Virtue shines in all her native light, br In vain would Vice her works in night conceal, br For Wisdom's eye pervades the sable veil. br Artists may paint the sun's effulgent rays, br But Amory's pen the brighter God displays: br While his great works in Amory's pages shine, br And while he proves his essence all divine, br The Atheist sure no more can boast aloud br Of chance, or nature, and exclude the God; br As if the clay without the potter's aid br Should rise in various forms, and shapes self-made, br Or worlds above with orb o'er orb profound br Self-mov'd could run the everlasting round. br It cannot be--unerring Wisdom guides br With eye propitious, and o'er all presides.