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this object; and, what is a much more important question, whether it be worth attaining; and upon the decision of these two questions will rest my claim to the approbation of the public.
Pectus enim id est quod disertos facit, & vis mentis ; ideoque imperitis quoquo, si modo sint aliquo affectu concitati, verba non desunt.
Why, William, on that old grey stone, "Thus for the length of half a day,
Why, William, sit you thus alone,
"And dream your time away?
"Where are your books?-that light bequeath'd
"To beings else forlorn and blind!
"Up! Up! and drink the spirit breath'd
"From dead men to their kind.
"You look round on your mother earth, "As if she for no purpose bore you; "As if you were her first-born birth, "And none had lived before you!"
One morning thus, by Esthwaite lake,
"The eye it cannot chuse but see;
"We cannot bid the ear be still ;
"Our bodies feel, where'er they be,
Against, or with our will.
"Nor less I deem that there are powers
"Which of themselves our minds impress;
"That we can feed this mind of ours
"In a wise passiveness.