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B. IV. Nor less the labours of the mind corrode The solid fabric.For by subtle parts, And viewless atoms, secret Nature moves The mighty wheels of this stupendous world. By subtle fluids pour'd thro' subtle tubes The natural, vital, functions are perform'd. By these the stubborn aliments are tam'd; The toiling heart distributes life and strength; These the still-crumbling frame rebuild; and these Are lost in thinking, and dissolve in air.

But 'tis not Thought (for still the soul's employ 'd) 'Tis painful thinking that corrodes our clay. All day the vacant eye without fatigue Strays o'er the heaven and earth; but long intent On microscopic arts its vigour fails. Just so the mind, with various thought amus'd, Nor aches itself, nor gives the body pain. Rh