So doubtful Hills the weary'd Pilgrim sees,
And flatt'ring Prospects give a fancy'd Ease;
Delusive Hopes compell th'unwilling Feet
To climb th'Ascent, and pass the steepy Height:
That Summit gain'd, far distant Mountains rise,
Whose tow'ring Ridges meet the sorrowing Eyes,
And Pain renew'd, the wish'd-for Rest denies.