But Heav'n had mercy, and my need at length
Urged me to labour and renew'd my strength.
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"I strove for patience as a sinner must,
Yet felt th' opinion of the world unjust:
There was my lover, in his joy, esteem'd,
And I, in my distress, as guilty deem'd;
Yet sure, not all the guilt and shame belong
To her who feels and suffers for the wrong.
The cheat at play may use the wealth he's won,