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Much Madness is divinest Sense –
To a discerning Eye –
Much Sense – the starkest Madness –
`Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail –
Assent – and you are sane –
Demur – you`re straightaway dangerous –
And handled with a Chain –

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