Conversations on Common Things: Or Guide to Knowledge

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Munroe and Francis, 1829
 

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Page 128 - So, stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent Did you admire my lamp...
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Page 128 - twas the selfsame power divine Taught you. to sing, and me to shine ; That you with music, I with light Might beautify and cheer the night.
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