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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.

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And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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The present is an eternal now.
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The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man’s left to epitomize!
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Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
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Coy Nature, (which remain’d, though aged grown, A beauteous virgin still, enjoy’d by none, Nor seen unveil’d by anyone),
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There Daphne’s Lover stopped, and thought it much The very leaves of her to touch: But Harvey, our Apollo, stopp’d not so; Into the Bark and Root he after her did go!
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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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