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LXII. 



Wc ^^'ill not spurn tliy simple guise 

 Dentalium ! nor thy fonn despise, 



'Twere thankless as 'twere rude, 

 Giv'n by his power whose mighty hand, 

 Th' unlimited creation plann'd, 

 And made all good — thou must command 



Oiu* praise and gratitude. 



LXIII. 



Relying on another's aid. 

 Art tliou not, Serpida ! ^ afraid 



Thus fearless to depend ? 

 Or dost thou keep with heart elate. 

 What few can boast whate'er their state, 

 That cordial balm of adverse fate, 



One dear — one faithfid friend. 



