Stroke follow strokes, the sparkling ingot shines,/ Flows the red slag, the lengthening bar refines;/ Cold waves, immersed, the glowing mass congeal,/ And turn to adamant the hissing Steel.

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The late Mr. David Hume, in his posthumous works, places the powers of generation much above those of our boasted reason; and adds, that reason can only make a machine, as a clock or a ship, but the power of generation makes the maker of the machine; ... he concludes, that the world itself might have been generated, rather than created ; that is, it might have been gradually produced from very small beginnings, increasing by the activity of its inherent principles, rather than by a sudden evolution of the whole by the Almighty fiat.
Erasmus Darwin
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