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182 Songs Compleat, .
Enough of such Wealth would a Beggar enrich,
And supply great wants in a King ;
'Twould smooth off the Griefs in a comfortless Wretch,
And inspire weeping Captives to sing.
'Twould smooth, 6°<r.
There's none that groans under a burthensome Life,
If this Sovereign Balsom he gains,
This will make a Man bear all the Plagues of a Wife,
And of Rags and Diseases in Chains.
This will make, &>c.
It swells all our Veins with a kind purple Flood,
And puts Love and great Thoughts in the Mind :
There's no Peasant so rank, but it fills with good
Blood,
And to Gallantry makes him inclin'd.
There's no Peasant, S*c.
There's nothing our Hearts with such Joy can bewitch,
For on Earth 'tis a Power that's Divine ;
Without it we're wretched, tho' never so rich ;
Nor is any Man poor that has Wine.
Without it we're, &>c.
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