Him Greece from thence with open arms embrac'd
A welcome guest: but chief he lov'd to haunt
The porch of Academe; where mildly beam'd
The modest wisdom of good Socrates;
Where wont the honey'd eloquence to flow
From Plato's sweet-distilling lip; and where
The letter'd Stagyrite from Nature's source
His maxims drew. Nor on Ausonian coast
Was Science honour'd less; since there had come
The Samian sage, who smit with love of knowledge
O'er many a distant realm had stretch'd his search,
And climates warm'd beneath another sun.