To brighter mansions let us hope to pass,
And all our pains and torments end. Alas!
That fearful bourne we seldom wish to try,
We hate to live, and still we fear to die.
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Pro bono publico, I do write what is true,
Nor care what others think, or say, or do.
Three-score long years' experience have I had,
Through thick and thin, and still I am not dead.
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