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length with them the shipwreck of mankind.

Oh, credit me, who still as ages roll, Have chew'd this bitter fare from year to

year, No mortal, from the cradle to the bier, Digests the ancient leaven!

Know, this Whole Doth for the Deity alone subsist! He in eternal brightness

doth exist, Us unto darkness he hath brought, and here Where day and night

Well spoken, I admit! But one thing puzzles me, my friend; Time's short, art

long; methinks 'twere fit That you to friendly counsel should attend. A poet

choose as your ally! Let him thought's wide dominion sweep, Each good and