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1417 How Human Nature dotes On what it can't detect. The moment that a Plot is plumbed Prospective is extinct— Prospective is the friend Reserved for us to know When Constancy is clarified Of Curiosity— Of subjects that resist Redoubtablest is this Where go we— Go we anywhere Creation after this? Edited by Peter Carter
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