Love
Learning
From Poems and Translations (1689)
Love
WHen dismal Chaos did the World confound,
And all lay in a common Deluge drown'd,
Horror, Despair, and Death reign'd all around.
Parnassus was the last that disappear'd,
Or first his reverend top aspiring rear'd.
The Olive-Tree then lifted up her head,
And smil'd to see no Rival Beauty bred.
Thus Learning is the next to our Salvation;
Last of the old, or first o'th' new Creation.
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Goodall, Charles. “Learning.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/goodall/18/.
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Goodall, Charles. “Learning.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/goodall/18/.
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