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PUBLICATION is the auctionOf the mind of man,Poverty be justifyingFor so foul a thing.
Possibly,—but we would ratherFrom our garret goWhite unto the White Creator,Than invest our snow.
Thought belongs to Him who gave it—Then to him who bearIts corporeal illustration. SellThe Royal airIn the parcel. Be the merchantOf the Heavenly Grace,But reduce no human spiritTo disgrace of price!
