“Nature, to each allots his proper Sphere, But, that forsaken, we like Comets err: Toss'd thro' the Void, by some rude Shock we're broke, And all our boasted Fire is lost in SmokeQuote by William CongreveTopics: Quotes about William CongreveShare on:FacebookPinterestWhatsApp
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