As nature gave—she never does too much;
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His the bold wish the cup of joy to drain,
And strength to bear it without qualm or pain.
"Now view his father as he dozing lies,
Whose senses wake not when he opes his eyes;
Who slips and shuffles when he means to walk,
And lisps and gabbles if he tries to talk;
Feeling he's none: he could as soon destroy
The earth itself, as aught it holds enjoy;