Chapter 1345 of 1964 · 68 words · ~1 min read

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WHEN Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter,"[562] And proved it--'t was no matter what he said: They say his system 't is in vain to batter, Too subtle for the airiest human head; And yet who can believe it? I would shatter Gladly all matters down to stone or lead, Or adamant, to find the World a spirit, And wear my head, denying that I wear it.