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EPIGRAM XIV.
[Tom thought a wild profusion great]
Tom thought a wild profusion great:And therefore spent his whole estate:
Will thinks the wealthy are ador'd,
And gleans what misers blush to hoard.
Their passion, merit, fate the same,
They thirst and starve alike for fame.
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