text:  Fired at first sight with what the Muse imparts In fearless youth we tempt the heights of arts While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take nor see the length behind; But more advanced behold with strange surprise Far distant views of endless science rise! So pleased at first the towering Alps we try Mount o'er the vales and seem to tread the sky Th' eternal snows appear already past And the first clouds and mountains seem the last