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In quibbles angel and archangel join, And God the Father turns a school divine."
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"Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!"
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"Like following life through creatures you dissect, You lose it in the moment you detect."
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"Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restor'd; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall; And universal darkness buries all."
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"Fired that the house reject him, `'Sdeath I'll print it, And shame the fools.'"
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