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VOCAL ENCHANTRESS; 24I
Some purfue the winged wealth ;
Some to honours hi^h afpire :
Give me freedom, give me health }
There's the fum of my deiire.
What the world can more prefent
Will not add to my content :
Drink, and fet the heart at felt ;
Peace of mind is always beft.
Mirth^ when mingled with our wiriej
Makes the heart alert and free ;
Should it fnow, or rain, or mine,
Still the fame thing 'tis with me.
There's no fence againft our fate ;
Changes daily on us wait.
Drink, arid fet your hearts at fell 5
Of a bad market make the beft,
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