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To his friend who seemd sorie when he left Court.
I scorne to liue at Court, because J spyThe wicked heaps vp wealth, the foole hath grace:
The wise man weeps, and in disgrace must die,
And vanitie must march in vertues place:
Far better were on shore secure t'abide,
Nor saill in vane against both wind and tide.
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