THIS WORLD IS SURE A PACK OF CARDS,
TTT^HIS world is fure a pack of cards, JL Such fhufflingand fuch dealing; Now fortune frowns and now rewards,
We're winning, or we're failing. So many knaves are in the pack,
That 'fpite of clubs they beat us ; And as odd tricks they never lack, 'Tis evident they cheat us. Then as the maxim is it feems,
To play our cards quite knowing, Let us, my boys, purfue their fchemes, It is the game that's going.
See Strephon with feir Chloe plays,
He has defigns upon her ; And well 1 know, 'fore many days,
Will furely take honour : Ah ! giddy fair, why not forefee
His motive was to win you ; But fince its fo, why you and he
Muft partners now continue. Then as the maxim, &c.
��To rich and poor, 'tis all the fame,
They both alike are playing ; The only difference is the game,
And fometimes in the paying : The poor a little Commerce want,
And Cribbage is their pleafure ; But Hazard is the rich one's point,
With which they rifk their treafure, Then fiqce the maxim. &c.
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