Our Elder World, with all their Skill and Arts,  
        Could but divide the World into three Parts:  
        Columbus, then for Navigation fam'd,  
        Found a new World, America 'tis nam'd;  
        Now this new World was found, it was not made,  
        Onely discovered, lying in Time's shade.  
         
         Then what are You, having no Chaos found 
          To make a World, or any such least ground?  
          But your Creating Fancy, thought it fit 
          To make your World of Nothing, but pure Wit.  
          Your Blazing-World, beyond the Stars mounts higher, 
      Enlightens all with a Calestial Fier.   |