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Poem	Come, Reason, come! each nerve rebellious bind, Lull the fierce tempest of my fev'rish soul; Come, with the magic of thy meek controul, And check the wayward wand'rings of my mind: Estrang'd from thee, no solace can I find, O'er my rapt brain, where pensive visions stole, Now passion reigns and stormy tumults roll-- So the smooth Sea obeys the furious wind! In vain Philosophy unfolds his store, O'erwhelm'd is ev'ry source of pure delight; Dim is the golden page of wisdom's lore; All nature fades before my sick'ning sight: For what bright scene can fancy's eye explore, 'Midst dreary labyrinths of mental night?
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