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Still Follow Sense, Of Ev'ry Art The Soul, Parts Answering Parts Shall Slide Into A Whole.

Reason's Whole Pleasure, All The Joys Of Sense, Lie In Three Words,-health, Peace, And Competence.

But Thousands Die Without Or This Or That, Die, And Endow A College Or A Cat.

There Is Nothing Wanting To Make All Rational And Disinterested People In The World Of One Religion, But That They Should Talk Together Every Day.

Where Beams Of Imagination Play, The Memory's Soft Figures Melt Away.