The Genuine Works in Verse and Prose, Of the Right Honourable George Granville, Lord Lansdowne | ||
FORTUNE.
Epigram.
When Fortune seems to smile, 'tis then I fearSome lurking Ill, and hidden Mischief near:
Us'd to her Frowns, I stand upon my Guard,
And arm'd in Virtue, keep my Soul prepar'd.
Fickle and false to others she may be,
I can complain, but of her Constancy.
The Genuine Works in Verse and Prose, Of the Right Honourable George Granville, Lord Lansdowne | ||