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ANACREONTIQUE

IF Gold protracts the merry Scene,
And partial Death obeys its Pow'r;
With prudent Forecast, careful Mien,
I'll amass the shining Store.
AND if his grisley Godship come,
I'll divert the fatal Dart.

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A Purse he wants—Behold the Sum—
He'll scrape obsequious, and depart.
BUT since reverseless Fates deny
This Virtue to the glitt'ring Ore;
Tell me, Mortal, tell me, why
Should I the gaudy Dust adore?
THEN let the ruddy God advance,
And some beauteous lovesome She;
With Mirth, and Joke, and Quirp, and Dance:
These alone have Joys for me.