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[Tiu]

 the kneeling world his own, Has oft of cares a greater load Than he who
feels his iron rod. No state is free from care and pain Where fiery
passions get the rein, Or soft indulgence, joined with ease, Begets a
thousand ills to tease: Where fair Religion, heavenly maid, Has slighted
still her offered aid. Her matchless power the will subdues, And gives
the judgment clearer views: Denies no source of real pleasure, And
yields us blessings out of measure; Our prospect brightens, proves our
stay, December turns to smiling May; Conveys us to that peaceful shore,
By raging billows lashed no more, Where endless happiness remains, And
one eternal summer reigns. VERSES SENT TO A LADY ON HER BIRTHDAY. The
joyous day illumes the sky That bids each care and sorrow fly To shades
of endless night: E'en frozen age, thawed in the fires Of social mirth,
feels young desires, And tastes of fresh delight. In thoughtful mood
your parents dear, Whilst joy smiles through the starting tear, Give
approbation due. As each drinks deep in mirthful wine Your rosy health,
and looks benign Are sent to heaven for you. But let me whisper, lovely
fair, This joy may soon give place to care, And sorrow cloud this day;
Full soon your eyes of sparkling blue, And velvet lips of scarlet hue,
Discoloured, may decay. As bloody drops on virgin snows, So vies the
lily 
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