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Thou know'st not God; how, then, canst reason find
To vaunt thy doctrine? 'tis as though thou 'dst claim
To be a judge of colors, being blind.
Wise men and fools alike, in varying style,
Rush into print, and still, midst books galore,
The world grows ever older and more vile.
The very meanest trade, I'm very sure,
That e'er has been, or is, or e'er will be
In all the world, is that of literature.
Who prints a book, 'tis by the critics deemed,
Should know, as might an angel come from heaven,
All that has e'er been writ, or even dreamed.
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Giancarlo Passeroni was an Italian poet.
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