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But errs not Nature from this gracious end,
From burning suns when livid deaths descend,
When earthquakes swallow, or when sweep
Towns to one grave, whole nations to the deep?
But errs not Nature from this gracious end,
From burning suns when livid deaths descend,
When earthquakes swallow, or when sweep
Towns to one grave, whole nations to the deep?
Pope - Essay on Man