Quote #15

An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair, And fell adown his shoulders with loose care.

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  1. When Israel was from bondage led, Led by the Almighty's hand From out of foreign land, The great sea beheld and fled.
  2. The monster London laugh at me.
  3. Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal now does always last.
  4. Let but thy wicked men from out thee go, And all the fools that crowd thee so, Even thou, who dost thy millions boast, A village less than …
  5. Th' adorning thee with so much art Is but a barb'rous skill; 'T is like the pois'ning of a dart, Too apt before to kill.
  6. The fairest garden in her looks, And in her mind the wisest books.
  7. Hope, of all ills that men endure, The only cheap and universal cure.
  8. God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.

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