Oh! human wit, thou can’st invent much ill,

Thou searchest strange arts: who would think by skill,

An heavy man like a light bird should stray,

And through the empty heavens find a way?

Oh! human wit, thou can’st invent much ill, Thou searchest strange arts: who would think by skill, An heavy man like a light bird should stray, And through the empty heavens find a way?

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