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A Farewell to the World
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.
Written by: Ben Jonson

Book: Reflection on the Important Things