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422 CALLIOPE 8 OR THE
The world will ftill be rul'd by knaves,
And fools contending to be flaves ;
Small things, my friend, ferve to fuppoit
Life, troubiefome at beft and fhort.
Our youth runs back, occafion flies,
Grey hairs come on, and pleafure d.ies :
Who would the prefent bleffing iofe
For empire which he cannot ufe ?
Kind providence has us fupply'd
With what to others is deny'd ;
Virtue, which teaches to condemn
And fcorn ill actions and ill men.
Beneath this lime-tree's fragrant made,
On beds of flow'rs fupinely laid,
Let's then all other cares remove,
And drink and ling to thofe we love.

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