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“Thy soul's delight. Recorded in like manner for his virtuous disposition, and
gentle bearing, by the ingenious. Mr. WA L T E R H A R T, in this apostrophe; “* O'
ever worthy, ever crown'd with praise! “Blest in thy life and blest in all thy lays. “
Thence to the south extend thy gladden'd eyes; There rival flames with equal
glory rise, From shelves to shelves see greedy Vulcan roll, And lick up all their
Physic of the Soul. How little, mark! that portion of the ball, Where, faint at best,
Or, at one bound o'er-leaping all his laws, Make God Man's Image, Man the final
Cause, Find Virtue local, all Relation scorn, 48o See all in Self, and but for self be
born: Of nought so certain as our Reason still, Of nought so doubtful as of Soul ...
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - lizpatanders - LibraryThing
On the whole, I did enjoy reading this poem, although I found it very difficult to read. I've heard before that it's very hard to comprehend the first time around, and I would have to agree. Although ... Read full review