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PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY:

A BOOK OF

THOUGHTS AND ARGUMENTS,

ORIGINALLY TREATED.

ALSO,

A THOUSAND LINES, AND OTHER POEMS,

BY

MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER, D:C:L:, F:R:S:,

OF CHRIST CHURCH, OXFORD.

From the London Edition.

ROCHESTER:

PUBLISHED BY ERASTUS DARROW.

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Proverbial Philosophy.

FIRST SERIES.

Prefatorg.

Thoughts that have tarried in my mind, and peopled its inner chambers,

The sober children of reason, or desultory train of fancy;

Clear running wine of conviction, with the scum and the lees of speculation;

Corn from the sheaves of science, with stubble from mine own garner:

Searchings after Truth, that have tracked her secret lodes,

And come up again to the surface-world, with a knowledge grounded deeper;

Arguments of high scope, that have soared to the keystone of heaven,

And thence have swooped to their certain mark, as the falcon to its quarry;

The fruits I have gathered of prudence, the ripened harvest of my musings,

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