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How is it that in real Evils the mind is more firm & collected than beneath imaginary ones? --my greifs gave an Energy to any ideas, --real energy can never come dormant, Except in the chilling frost of age--that which may depress a weak mind, but kindles anew the never dying sparks of native Energy--
She will talk, till she hears back her own & underline fancies /underline it new--
All tongues speak of him & the addition ^ blear'd /addition sights Are spectacl'd to see him. Yr prattling nurse Into a frenzy lets her Baby cry While she chats of him.--
