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Divine Nonsensia, all thy soul infuse;
The charms of Secants and of Tangents tell,
How Loves and Graces in an Angle[[212]] dwell;
How slow progressive Points[[213]] protract the Line,
As pendent spiders spin the filmy twine;
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How lengthened Lines, impetuous sweeping round,
Spread the wide Plane, and mark its circling bound;
How Planes, their substance with their motion grown,