A Bard replies, who ne'er assumed before—
One taught in hard affliction's school to bear
Life's ills, where every lesson costs a tear;
Who sees from thence the proper point of view,
What the wise heed not, and the weak pursue.
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"And now farewell," the drooping Muse exclaims;
She lothly leaves thee to the shock of war,
And, fondly dwelling on her princely tar,
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