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To myself	A
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NOSCE TEIPSUM look and spy	B
Have you a friend so fond as I	B
Have you a fault to mankind known	C
Not hidden unto eyes your own	C
When airy castles you importune	C
Down falling by the breath of Fortune	C
Did I e'er doubt you should inherit	D
If Fortune's wheel devolved on merit	D
It was not so for Fortune's frown	C
Still perseveres to hold you down	C
Then let us seek the cause and view	E
What others say and others do	E
Have we like those in place resigned	F
Our independency of mind	F
Have we had scruples and therefore	G
Practising morals are we poor	H
If such be our forlorn position	C
Would Fortune mend the lorn condition	C
On wealth if happiness were built	I
Villains would compass it by guilt	I
No CRESCIT AMOR NUMMI misers	J
Are not so heartwhole as are sizars	J
Think O John Gay and that's myself	A
Should Fortune make you her own elf	A
Would that augment your happiness	J
Or haply might she make it less	J
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Suppose yourself a wealthy heir	K
Of houses lands and income clear	L
Your luxury might break all bounds	J
Of plate and table steeds and hounds	J
Debts debts of honour lust of play	M
Will waste a county's wealth away	M
And so your income clear may fail	N
And end in exile or in jail	N
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Or were you raised to height of power	O
Would that ameliorate an hour	O
Would avarice and false applause	J
Weigh in the balance as two straws	J
Defrauded nations blinded kings	J
Would they not think you leave their stings	J
If happiness then be your aim	P
I mean the true not false of fame	P
She nor in courts nor camps resides	J
Nor in the lowly cottage bides	J
Nor on the soil nor on the wind	F
She tenants only in the mind	F
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Wearied by toil beneath the shade	Q
A rustic rested on his spade	Q
This load of life from year to year	L
He said is very hard to bear	K
The dawning morning bids me up	R
To toil and labour till I sup	R
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Jove heard and answered him My friend	S
Complaints that are unjust offend	S
Speak out your griefs if you repine	C
At any act or deed of mine	C
If you can mend your state instruct me	T
I wish but knowledge to conduct me	T
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So saying from the mundane crowds	J
He raised the rustic to the clouds	J
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He showed a miser said Behold	U
His bulky bags that burst with gold	U
He counts it over and the store	G
Is every day increased by more	G
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O happiness the rustic cried	V
What can a fellow wish beside	V
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Ah wait until I charm your eyes	J
Said Jupiter from fallacies	J
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He looked again and saw the breast	W
Like a rough ocean ne'er at rest	W
Fear guilt and conscience gnawed the heart	X
Extortion ever made it smart	X
It seemed as if no sunlit gleam	Y
Could brighten it in thought or dream	Y
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Ah may the gods he cried reject	Z
My prayer for gold and comfort wreckt	Z
But see yon minister of state	Z
And the gay crowd who proudly wait	Z
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A second time I charm your eyes	J
Said Jove from mortal fallacies	J
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He looked again and saw a breast	Z
Gnawed by corruption wanting rest	Z
He saw him one time drunk with power	O
Tottering upon Ambition's tower	O
Then seized with giddiness and fear	L
Seeing his downfall in his rear	L
O Jupiter the rustic said	Z
Give me again my plough and spade	Z
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But Jupiter was not contented	Z
The rustic's griefs he still resented	Z
So he deployed before his sight	Z
The lawyer's and the soldier's plight	Z
The miseries of war and law	A2
The battle field and legal flaw	A2
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O Jupiter the rustic said	Z
Restore me to the plough and spade	Z
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Then Jupiter You mortals blunder	O
There is no happiness in thunder	O
For happiness to nought confined	Z
Is found in the contented mind	Z
Go home again and be contented	Z
Nor grumble more like one demented	Z
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Then Jupiter to aid the clown	C
Where he had found him put him down	C

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