Note 18 — THE PREFACE
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Well may we tremble now! what manners reign? But wherefore ask we? when a true reply Would shock too much. Kind heaven, avert events, Whose fatal nature might reply too plain! —— Vengeance delay'd but gathers and ferments; More formidably blackens in the wind, Brews deeper draughts of unrelenting wrath, And higher charges the suspended storm. Young's NIGHT THOUGHTS.