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Too often are the barriers of the judgment overwhelmed by the torrent of enthusiasm, and when
the unchastened fantasies of the brain have been cast upon the world, reflection rushes on the
imagination, and unveils imbecility when it cannot be recalled.
How just, alas! is the adage that " art is long, life short." Time leads to the Temple of Truth
with tardy wing, and, ere we pass the threshold, consigns us to the grave.
THE END.
T. DAVISON, LOMBARD-STREET, WHITfiFRIARS, LONDON.
Too often are the barriers of the judgment overwhelmed by the torrent of enthusiasm, and when
the unchastened fantasies of the brain have been cast upon the world, reflection rushes on the
imagination, and unveils imbecility when it cannot be recalled.
How just, alas! is the adage that " art is long, life short." Time leads to the Temple of Truth
with tardy wing, and, ere we pass the threshold, consigns us to the grave.
THE END.
T. DAVISON, LOMBARD-STREET, WHITfiFRIARS, LONDON.