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To be resign'd when ills betide, Patient when favours are deni'd, And pleas'd with favours given,- Dear Chloe, this is wisdom's part; This is that incense of the heart Whose fragrance smells to heaven.

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  1. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow; From our own …
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  3. Yet still we hug the dear deceit.
  4. Hold the fleet angel fast until he bless thee.

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