![]() The world, with all its motley rout, Church, army, physic, law, Its customs and its businesses, Is no concern at all of his, And says -- what says he? -- Caw. |
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![]() To reach the distant coast; The breath of heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is lost. |
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![]() Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature. |
![]() Makes half a sentence at a time enough; The dozing sages drop the drowsy strain, Then pause, and puff -- and speak, and pause again. |
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