The dispensary : a poem in six canto's [sic] / [Anon].

  • Samuel Garth
Date:
1699
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Credit: The dispensary : a poem in six canto's [sic] / [Anon]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    Oft has this Planet roul’d around the Sun, Since to confult the Skies, I firft begun: / 7 » , Such my Applanfe, fo mighty thy Succefs, i 1 ■ ’ . ! I once thought my Predictions more than Guefs But, doubtful as I am. I’ll entertain This Faith, there can be noMiftake in Gain. For the dull World molt Honour pay to thofe Who on their Underftanding moft impofe. Firft Man creates, and then he fears the Elf, Thus others cheat him not, but he himfelf : He loaths the Subftance, and he loves the Show, Tis hard e’re to convince a Fool, He’s fo; He hates Realities, and hugs the Cheat, And ftill the Pleafure lies in the Deceit. So Meteors flatter with a dazling Dye Which no Exiftence has, but in the Eye.
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