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...bred! How little you bestead, Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick...dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus' train. But hail, thou Goddess, sage and holy, Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright...

...bred ! How little you bested, Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys ! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick...dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus' train. But, hail ! thou goddess sage and holy, Hail, divinest Melancholy ! Whose saintly visage is too bright...

...destiny intended by benignant Providence. — Hence, vain deluding joys 1 Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun's beams, for lo ! my newspaper, a true Pandora's box, has vomited its ghastly catalogue of horrors,...

...destiny intended by benignant Providence. — Hence, rain deluding joys ! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun's beams, for lo ! my newspaper, a true Pandora's box, has vomited its ghastly catalogue of horrors,...

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...restoration of the divine image in man, History has no centre. It is rather the confused floating Of the gay motes that people the sunbeams, Or likest...dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus' train, than the orderly progression of events to a certain proposed and definite end. And here we are led...

...restoration of the divine image in man, History has no centre. It is rather the confused floating Of the gay motes that people the sunbeams, Or likest...dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus' train, than the orderly progression of events to a certain proposed and definite end. And here we are led...