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That hand, which spread your wisdom wide
to poison distant lands:
Repent, recant; the tainted age,
your antidote demands;

To Satan dreadfully Resign'd
whole herds rush down the steep
Of folly, by lewd wits possess'd,
and perish in the deep.

Men's praise your vanity pursues;
'tis well, pursue it still;
But let it be of men deceas'd,
and you'll resign the will;

And how superior they to those
at whose applause you aim,
How very far superior They
in number, and in name?

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