What Is All That At The End Of The ‘Dunciad’?

Nor public flame; nor private, dares to shine;

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Nor human light is left, nor glimpse divine!

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Lo! thy dread Empire, Chaos, is restored;

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Light dies before thine uncreating word:

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Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall;

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And universal darkness buries all.

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