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 All the globe boasts, Realms, isles and coasts, And lakes and seas.

That you'd describe The four-legged tribe Both great and small, Both wild and tam'd That Adam nam'd    In Eden, all.

Years, at this rate Will make you great, Or I'm mistaken, Perhaps with Locke, The crowd you'll mock Or shine like Bacon.

With Franklin's zeal The lightning steal, And chain its rage,