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To which thou hast a legal right; for by

Possession thou may'st plead it justly thine,

And now art seis,d in the inheritance,

Which never shall be void; nor have you

To make conveyance of so vast a prize ~

And would you not perpetuate the bliss,

And spin the thread of life, with pleasure too,

To its extremest end & wind the ball,

That long eternity shall never find,

The end, that last was spun & roold within

Itself, commensurate to souls refind,

Who wish to live eternal ages out ~

Aspatius thinks I preach a heedless tale,

The offspring of a brain puff,d up with wind,

That raises wild commotion in the mind,

And fed with airy fancies of a dream,

That sets enthusiasm all on work,

To fright the man & with perplexity,