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LINES.
Seek not thy honour here;
Waive pleasure and renown;
The World’s dread scoff undaunted bear,
And face its deadliest frown.
To labour and to love,
To pardon and endure,
To lift thy heart to God above,
And keep thy conscience pure,—
Be this thy constant aim,
Thy hope and thy delight,—[1]
- ↑ Alternative reading:
Thy prayer and thy delight.
