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52. Vpon Mr Thomas Murrays fall
The other night from Court returning late,
Tyr'd with attendance, out of love with state,
I mett a boy who ask't if he should goe
A long to light mee home, I told him noe.
Yet he did vrge the darkness of the night,
The foulness of the way requir'd a light.
Its true, good boy, quoth I, yet thou mayst be
More vsefull to some other then to mee.
I cannot miss my way, but they that take
The way from whence I came, have neede to make
A light there guide, for I dare boldly say
Its ten to one, but they shall lose there way.
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