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Poem by Thomas Chatterton
The Copernican System
The Sun revolving on his axis turns, And with creative fire intensely burns; Impell'd by forcive air, our Earth supreme, Rolls with the planets round the solar gleam. First Mercury completes his transient year, Glowing, refulgent, with reflected glare; Bright Venus occupies a wider way, The early harbinger of night and day; More distant still our globe terraqueous turns, Nor chills intense, nor fiercely heated burns; Around her rolls the lunar orb of light, Trailing her silver glories through the night: On the Earth's orbit see the various signs, Mark where the Sun our year completing shines; First the bright Ram his languid ray improves; Next glaring watry thro' the Bull he moves; The am'rous Twins admit his genial ray; Now burning thro' the Crab he takes his way; The Lion flaming bears the solar power; The Virgin faints beneath the sultry show'r, Now the just Balance weighs his equal force, The slimy Serpent swelters in his course; The sabled Archer clouds his languid face; The Goat, with tempests, urges on his race; Now in the Wat'rer his faint beams appear, And the cold Fishes end the circling year. Beyond our globe the sanguine Mars displays A strong reflection of primoeval rays; Next belted Jupiter far distant gleams, Scarcely enlighten'd with the solar beams, With four unfix'd receptacles of light, He tours majestic thro' the spacious height: But farther yet the tardy Saturn lags, And five attendant Luminaries drags, Investing with a double ring his pace, He circles thro' immensity of space. These are thy wondrous works, first source of Good! Now more admir'd in being understood.
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