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Elegy.
The unrewarded Lover.
Let the dull Merchant curse his angry Fate,And from the Winds and Waves his Fortune wait
Let the loud Lawyer break his Brains, and be
A Slave to wrangling Coxcombs for a Fee:
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And for a Livelihood his Life expose:
I wage no War, I plead no Cause but Love's,
I fear no Storms, but what Celinda moves.
And what grave Censor can my Choice despise?
But here, fair Charmer, here the diff'rence lies:
The Merchant after all his Hazards past,
Enjoys the fruit of his long Toils at last;
The Soldier high in his King's Favour stands,
And after having long obey'd, commands:
The Lawyer to reward his tedious Care,
Roars on the Bench, that babbled at the Barr;
While I take pains to meet a Fate more hard,
And reap no Fruit, no Favour, no Reward.
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