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So, looking not to those whose lives were bright—
Fairer than her's, she look'd around and saw
How sad life was for many; thus she made
Her's seem the best;—so free, she thought, from toil,
Exempt from pain and squalor, affluent,
And deck'd around with many pleasant things—
The woods, the lake, the cheerful summer-room.
The careless moments,—nothing going wrong,—
This calmly negative and passive life
Seem'd good to her, and so the days went by.
Fairer than her's, she look'd around and saw
How sad life was for many; thus she made
Her's seem the best;—so free, she thought, from toil,
Exempt from pain and squalor, affluent,
And deck'd around with many pleasant things—
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The careless moments,—nothing going wrong,—
This calmly negative and passive life
Seem'd good to her, and so the days went by.
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