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Shall I, to gain the world's applause,
Or to escape its harmless frown,
Refuse, my Lord, to plead thy cause,
And make thy people's lot my own?—
No! let the world cast out my name;
And vile account me if they will;
If to confess the Lord be shame,
I purpose to be viler still.
And what is man, or what his smile?
The terrors of his anger, what?
Like grass he flourishes awhile,
And soon his place shall know him not.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1838
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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