Several Occasions.
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Where Conquest won, and Palms bestow'd,
Lift the proud Mortal to a God.
Lift the proud Mortal to a God.
The Man, who courts the People's Voice,
And doats on Offices and Noise;
Or they, who till the peaceful Fields,
And reap what bounteous Nature yields,
Unmov'd, the Merchants Wealth behold,
Nor hazard Happiness for Gold;
Untempted by whole Worlds of Gain
To stem the Billows of the Main.
And doats on Offices and Noise;
Or they, who till the peaceful Fields,
And reap what bounteous Nature yields,
Unmov'd, the Merchants Wealth behold,
Nor hazard Happiness for Gold;
Untempted by whole Worlds of Gain
To stem the Billows of the Main.
The Merchant, when the Storm invades,
Envies the Quiet of the Shades;
But soon relaunches from the Shore,
Dreading the Crime of being Poor!
Envies the Quiet of the Shades;
But soon relaunches from the Shore,
Dreading the Crime of being Poor!
Some
