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Let the ambitious rule the earth ; 
Let the giddy fool have mirth ; 
Give the epicure his dish, 
Ev'ry one their sev’ral wish ; 
Whilst my transports I employ 
On that more extensive joy, 
When all heaven shall be surveyed 
From those windings and that shade. 
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Anon. 
«NT OT to myself alone,” 
The little opening flower transported cries ; 
“ Not to myself alone I bud and bloom ; 
With fragrant breath the breezes I perfume, 
And gladden all things with my rainbow dyes; 
The bee comes sipping, every eventide, 
His dainty fill; 
The butterfly within my cup doth hide 
From threatening ill.” 


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