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The copious feeds of evil drain 



By thee fublim'd ; — each verdant vein 



Labours with juice malign and dark, 



That taints the vital flood, and kills the genial fpark, 



VI. 



Many a fubtle fprite 



Floats in thy magic light, 



Sailing wanton here and there, 



Touching wide at ev'ry fphere ; 



And, as the bee, with chemic pow'r, 



Some virtue draws from ev'ry flow'r, 



Each, in his voyage, thro' the deeps on high, 



From ev'ry lucid orb that rolls along the fky, 



Myfterious charms, and ftellar things 



Of high pervading influence brings, 



Then ftoops for good or ill to men, 



And thro' their pores 



Inftils the wonder- working. ftores ; 



They nimbly courfe, they throb, they beat, 



Thro' ev'ry vital feat ; 



Swifter than glancing thought 



Some ftrange effed is wrought. 



That calculation fliames, and ftudy's vauntive ken. 



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VII. 



When thou would'fl: thy poifons blend, 

 And on earth infection fend, 



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