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I.
Ah, fading joy! how quickly art thou past! Yet we thy ruin haste. As if the cares of human life were few, We seek out new: And follow Fate, which would too fast pursue. See how on every bough the birds express, In their sweet notes, their happiness. They all enjoy, and nothing spare; But on their mother Nature lay their care: Why then should man, the lord of all below, Such troubles choose to know, As none of all his subjects undergo? Hark, hark, the waters fall, fall, fall, And with a murmuring sound Dash, dash upon the ground, To gentle slumbers call.
II.
I look'd, and saw within the book of fate, When many days did lour, When lo! one happy hour Leap'd up, and smiled to save the sinking state; A day shall come when in thy power Thy cruel foes shall be; Then shall thy land be free: And then in peace shall reign; But take, O take that opportunity, Which, once refused, will never come again.
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