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Poem	FALSE world good night! since thou hast brought That hour upon my morn of age; Henceforth I quit thee from my thought My part is ended on thy stage. Yes threaten do. Alas! I fear 5 As little as I hope from thee: I know thou canst not show nor bear More hatred than thou hast to me. My tender first and simple years Thou didst abuse and then betray; 10 Since stir'd'st up jealousies and fears When all the causes were away. Then in a soil hast planted me Where breathe the basest of thy fools; Where envious arts profess¨¨d be 15 And pride and ignorance the schools; Where nothing is examined weigh'd But as 'tis rumour'd so believed; Where every freedom is betray'd And every goodness tax'd or grieved. 20 But what we're born for we must bear: Our frail condition it is such That what to all may happen here If 't chance to me I must not grutch. Else I my state should much mistake 25 To harbour a divided thought From all my kind¡ªthat for my sake There should a miracle be wrought. No I do know that I was born To age misfortune sickness grief: 30 But I will bear these with that scorn As shall not need thy false relief. Nor for my peace will I go far As wanderers do that still do roam; But make my strengths such as they are 35 Here in my bosom and at home.
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