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With as much Ease may Fire and Ice combine,
Together in one Subject meet;
As well may Heat condense, and Cold refine;
Things be at once both soure and sweet;
As well may Cinthia's Beams adorn the Day,
Or Phaebus gild the dusky Night,
Weak Babes with hungry Lions play,
Or Lambs in ravenous Wolves delight.
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