
by Thomas Paine
Excerpt from The Religion of the Sun: A Posthumous Poem, of Thomas Paine, With a Preface Start not, ye Muses! At the introduction ofa votary who has been 1ep01ted to have turned the world upside down! He sings upon his high toned ly1 e, But Fancy' 8 Sketch. What, tho' he be the avowed Author of Rebellion, even in Apollo s realms? Yet, fear ye not, shy Damsels! Dpotto sfniles at the rhapsodies of this son oi' eccentricity, and, impartial, pours the genial influence full into his bosom. List but to his song, and you will then acknowledge him; and at the pauses which all destructive Time has made, let the pure tear-drops of pity be dew your virgin cheeks, while the warm glowing sigh of com passion, in mellowing harmony, breathes, Alas! Our Brother! About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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