. The echo, with other poems. ^Mii 5#. ??^M. uh In swaddling clothes they pmnd the baby up,And laid her smiling in a chicken-coop ;While mother Mob, that steady wet-nurse, pressdThe sturdy infant to her milky benignant angels joyous flockd,Some aird her clouts and some her cradle rockd,While grandame Nature shook her grisly chin,And eyd the urchin with transporting ancient days before the deluge-rain,Mankind expected she would come in vain;Before her shrine, in many a changing shark, of wild-cat, porcupine and \^orm,They used to worship, squabble, sing and
. The echo, with other poems. ^Mii 5#. ??^M. uh In swaddling clothes they pmnd the baby up,And laid her smiling in a chicken-coop ;While mother Mob, that steady wet-nurse, pressdThe sturdy infant to her milky benignant angels joyous flockd,Some aird her clouts and some her cradle rockd,While grandame Nature shook her grisly chin,And eyd the urchin with transporting ancient days before the deluge-rain,Mankind expected she would come in vain;Before her shrine, in many a changing shark, of wild-cat, porcupine and \^orm,They used to worship, squabble, sing and jack-a-lantem-like she always ran EquAL RIGHTS of man her mansion soars superior to Oppressions Natures voice, which now is understood,To mean the same thing as the voice of God,(That is to us, who all the twenty own,God Nature ranks at least at number one,)Says of our blood all things at first were wear one image, all pursue one to this pondrous globe an equal times to
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