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They sigh at ease, 'mid comforts they complain.
The poor will grieve, the poor will weep and sigh,
Both when they know, and when they know not why;
But we our bounty with such care bestow,
That cause for grieving they shall seldom know.
Your plan I love not;—with a number you
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Have placed your poor, your pitiable few;
There, in one house, throughout their lives to be—