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The UNIVERSE.
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Whatever we find around, may justly raise
Our Admiration, and command our Praise:
Perfection and surprizing Beauty shine,
And light our Reason to an Hand divine:
Their mighty Maker's over-ruling Care,
Wisdom, and Power, his Creatures all declare,
Or great, or small they be, in Water, Earth, or Air.

See, to the Sun the Butterfly displays
It's glitt'ring Wings, and wantons in his Rays:
In Life exulting, o'er the Meadows flies,
Sips from each Flow'r, and breathes the vernal Skies.
Its splendid Plumes, in graceful Order, show
The various Glories of the painted Bow.
Where Love directs, a Libertine, it roves,
And courts the Fair Ones through the verdant Groves.

How Glorious now! how chang'd since Yesterday!
When on the Ground, a crawling Worm it lay,
Where ev'ry Foot might tread its Soul away.—

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