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that here alluded to.
all our countrymen of being in the daily practice of solemnly asseverating the most enormous falsehood, I fear deserves the notice of a more active Attorney General than
Such were his fellow-servants; thus His virtue, like our own, was built
Too much on that indignant fuss
Hypocrite Pride stirs up in us
He had a mind which was somehow At once circumference and centre
Of all he might or feel or know ;
Nothing went ever out, although
He had as much imagination
Fancy another situation,
From which to dart his contemplation, Than that wherein he stood.
Yet his was individual mind,
In a new manner, and refined
Those new creations, and combined Them, by a master-spirit's law.
Of his mind's work, had made alive
The things it wrought on ; I believe Wakening a sort of thought in sense.
But from the first 'twas Peter's drift
* A famous river in the new Atlantis of the Dynastophylic Pantisocratists. t see the description of the beautiful colours produced during the agonising death of a number of trout, in the fourth part of a long poem in blank verse, published within a few years. That poem contains curious evidence of the gradual hardening of a strong but circumscribe sensibility, of the perversion of a penetrating but pano, stricken understanding. The author might have derived a lesson which he had probably forgotten from these **** and sublime verses. This lesson, Shepherd, let us two divide, Taught both by what shet shows and what conceals, Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.