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PETTY PRIDE.
Your pride of dress, and ostentatious forms
Of entertainment, what are they to him
Who leans on Nature—in her calms and storms—
Nor vainly seeks his whim?
Of entertainment, what are they to him
Who leans on Nature—in her calms and storms—
Nor vainly seeks his whim?
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The unusurped expanse of summer sky—
The immemorial whisper of the tide—
The missionary breeze that wingeth by—
They shame your petty pride.
The immemorial whisper of the tide—
The missionary breeze that wingeth by—
They shame your petty pride.
The mountains so majestically staid
Affront your poor conceit; the seas that roll
With loud acclaim of liberty upbraid
Your fashion-fetter'd soul.
Affront your poor conceit; the seas that roll
With loud acclaim of liberty upbraid
Your fashion-fetter'd soul.
And who that keeps high fellowship with night
And all her mystery of stars, can note
As worthy of a thought the pompous slight
Of a superior coat?
And all her mystery of stars, can note
As worthy of a thought the pompous slight
Of a superior coat?
Go, go, and with your compeers give and take
Usage from all sincerity exempt;
But spare your pains on him in whom they wake
No feeling but contempt.
Usage from all sincerity exempt;
But spare your pains on him in whom they wake
No feeling but contempt.
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