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XX. THE MODERN FETISHISM.

Fear not, I pray thee, my too scrupulous friend,
Trusting the impulse of poetic thought,
To image all the visible world as fraught
With will and feeling, which for ever tend
To universal good, their common end.
Such genial faith, from primal instinct caught
By the first men, in these last times is taught
By highest wisdom, which thus fain would blend
With all of truth that studious years have found
The fresh conceptions of our infant race.
Doubt not the Sun upon his distant peers
And on his subject orbs looks fondly round,
And planets, dancing through delighted space,
Hail with admiring joy their sister spheres.