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Justice Divine Mends Not Her Slowest Pace For Prayers Or Cries.

For No Falsehood Can Endure Touch Of Celestial Temper.

When Language In Common Use In Any Country Becomes Irregular And Depraved, It Is Followed By Their Ruin And Degradation. For What Do Terms Used Without Skill Or Meaning, Which Are At Once Corrupt And Misapplied, Denote But A People Listless, Supine, And Ripe For Servitude?

One Sip Of This Will Bathe The Drooping Spirits In Delight, Beyond The Bliss Of Dreams.

Who, As They Sung, Would Take The Prison'd Soul And Lap It In Elysium.