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A SONG.

[Let the ambitious Courtier be]

I

Let the ambitious Courtier be
Promoted to the Helm of State;
That Pill can ne're go down with me,
'Tis real slav'ry to be great.

II

Let Kings puissant Armies raise,
And speak like mighty Sons of Jove,
Whilst I improve and spend my Days
In the soft quiet Hours of Love.

III

Let me have Venus and the Bays,
These only are my chief Delights;
The one can give me happier Days,
The other yields me softer Nights.