The mind of Man is fram'd even like the breath
And harmony of music. There is a dark
Invisible workmanship that reconciles
Discordant elements, and makes them move
In one society.
The passions that build up our human Soul,
Not with the mean and vulgar works of Man
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting. Very good command of english. Keep it up.