"Homer, in mellifluous lays, Sings the sun's all-piercing rays.— Phœbus' beams, whom men adore. Only stream the surface o'er, Reach not Tellus' hidden caves. Pierce not Ocean's rolling waves. But th' Eternal from on high, With his all-perceiving eye, Sees his wide creation through— Starting open to his view; (While her sable mantles, Night Vainly spreads to bar his sight) Darteth He, with piercing ray, Where Sol's beams can never stray; Sees—what's hid in earth's dark caves, Sees—what lurks beneath the waves: All events at once doth see, Present, past, and what shall be. Him the Sun then rightly call— God, who sees and lightens all."