Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die. Behold the child, by nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw : Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite... Der Mensch, ein philosophisches Gedicht - Seite 23 von Alexander Pope - 1772 - 351 Seiten Vollansicht -
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