Works

Words upon words impetuous rush along,
And tread each other's brains out as they throng.

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'Admire my wife! did ever mortal eyes'...

Henceforth at miracles who'll dare to mock?
No wonder Orpheus' lyre could move the brutes,
Or Moses' rod strike water from the rock;
Lo! Shakspeare's genius melts the heart of Nutes,...