Maxioms by James Montgomery
A work of skill, surpassing sense,
A labor of Omnipotence;
Though frail as dust it meet thine read more
A work of skill, surpassing sense,
A labor of Omnipotence;
Though frail as dust it meet thine eye,
He form'd this gnat who built the sky.
When evening closes Nature's eye,
The glow-worm lights her little spark
To captivate her favorite fly
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When evening closes Nature's eye,
The glow-worm lights her little spark
To captivate her favorite fly
And tempt the rover through the dark.
