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Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place (Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism, Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon, Drops his blue-fring'd lids, and holds them close, And hooting at the glorious sun in heaven Cries out, "Where is it?"
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2026-07-04
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Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 9th ed. (Little, Brown, 1905), public domain

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