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[Honour and Fortune never sought thee out]
Honour and Fortune never sought thee out;'Tis not their way;
And had'st thou left thy home in search of these,
Thy shady nook, and miss'd them, thou no doubt
Would'st rue it dearly: nay,
If thou had'st found them. Is thy mind at ease?
Thy little house wholesome and seemly? Rest
Contented there, and welcome as a guest
Each coming Day.
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