We ask and urge (here ends the story!)
All Christian Papishes to pray
That this unhappy Conjuror may,
Instead of Hell, be but in Purgatory,
For then there's hope;
Long live the Pope!
1805
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[Psyche]
The butterfly the ancient Grecians made
The soul's fair emblem, and its only name
But of the soul, escap'd the slavish trade
Of mortal life! For in this earthly frame
Ours is the reptile's lot, much toil, much blame,
Manifold motions making little speed,
And to deform and kill the things whereon we feed.
1808
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