That he was man, his tears confess'd. 



The hopes of avarice are check'd : 

 The proud man always wants respect. 

 What various wants on power attend ? 

 Ambition never gains its end. 

 Who hath not heard the rich complain 

 Of surfeits and corporeal pain ? 

 He barr'd from ev'ry use of wealth, 

 Envies the ploughman's strength and health. 

 Another in a beauteous wife 

 Finds all the miseries of life : 

 Domestic jars and jealous fear 

 Embitter all his days with care. 

 This wants an heir, the line is lost : 

 Why was that vain entail engross'd ? 

 Can'st thou discern another's mind ? 

 What is't you envy ? Envy's blind. 

 Tell Envy, when she would annoy, 

 That thousands want what you enjoy. 



The dinner must be dish'd at one, 

 Where's this vexatious Turnspit gone ? 

 Unless the skulking Cur is caught, 

 The sirloin's spoil'd, and I'm in fault. 

 Thus said : (for sure you'll think it fit 

 That I the Cook-maid's oaths omit) 

 With all the fury of a cook, 

 Her cooler kitchen Nan forsook. 

 The broomstick o'er her head she waves ; 

 She sweats, she stamps, she puffs, she raves. 



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