Lo! thy dread empire Chaos is restor'd,

Light dies before thy uncreating word;

Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall,

And universal darkness buries all.

The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 649.

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Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid,

Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.

Eloisa to Abelard. Line 51.

Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul,