Authors the world and their dull brains have traced
To fix the ground where Paradise was placed;
Mind not their learned whims and idle talk;
Here, here's the place where these bright angels walk.
On Seeing The Ladies Crux-easton Walk In The Woods By The Grotto.
Alexander Pope
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