Epitaph on Dr. Keil, the Late Famous Astrologer

Beneath this stone the world's just wonder lies, Who, while on earth, had rang'd the spacious skies; Around the stars his active soul had flown, And seen their courses finish'd ere his own: Now he enjoys those realms he could explore, And finds that heaven he knew so well before. He thro' more worlds his victory pursued Than the brave Greek could wish to have subdued; In triumph ran one vast creation o'er, Then stop'd,—for Nature could afford no more. With Caesar's speed, young Ammon's noble pride, He came, saw, vanquish'd, wept, return'd, and died.