 | The Sports of the Genii |  |
PROLOGUE.
If Conzens from his blots could formA landscape, cataract, or storm,
Why may not we, with equal ease,
Make forms to think just as we please?
Amongst the common sons of earth,
The passion gives the action birth;
But we, reversing Nature's laws,
Make the effect precede the cause.
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