In the sky they spoke with sweet voice
And these fools threaded the pearls of his wisdom
No one knows the beginning of the string of the secret
They speak the first word & at the end fall asleep

P 305

Of the Sphere they discourse with palaver galore;
These dunces the jewel of science would bore:
Since the secrets of Heaven are not for their ken,
First a little they prate; then they sleep evermore.

Th 273

Of yon Sphere telling varied tales they keep,
These fools who thread the pearl of science deep.
Since ne'er expert in Heaven's mysteries.
They wag the chin and then return to sleep.

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