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He checks the wild impetuous tide;
Does Sorrow aim its barbed dart?
Do fatal Love or treach'rous Hate,
Oft Time, with vet'ran honours crown'd
When Languors pale, and chilling Spleen
Did he not bring to feast the age,
No more the Comic Muse, in tears,
When thron'd in his triumphal car,
Like him immortal-Time precedes,
In this machine the seeds are disengaged from the cotton by rollers of wood or metal, which draw the cotton through perpendicular apertures too small to admit the seedsthese rollers are fluted and turn reverse-wise. There are three sets of metal combs placed before the rollers (two only of which are represented in the drawing) that feed the machine and disengage any extraneous matter; the middle set move up and down and pass between the teeth of the others. These combs are set in motion by means of a crank, and traverse on pivots, or in a slide. The rollers are impelled by bands running over pulleys on one side of the machine, and by pinions on the other, by bands, or by wheels and pinions on both sides.
The middle bar, or transverse piece that supports the boxes in which the rollers turn, has dovetail pieces in front, and tenons behind to confine the boxes. On these the sliding pieces, in which VOL. v.