Prometheus, forming Mr. Day, Carved something like a man in clay: The mortal`s work might well miscarry; He that does heaven and earth control Has only power to form a soul; His hand is evident in Harry, Since one is but a moving clod, Th` other the lively form of God. `Squire Wallis, you will scarce be able To prove all poetry but fable.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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