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Book IV.
THE CHACE.
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And weds them there for Life; our social CupsSmile, as we smile; open, and unreserv'd.We speak our inmost Souls; good Humour, Mirth,Soft Complaisance, and Wit from Malice free, 505Smooth ev'ry Brow, and glow on ev'ry Cheek.
O Happiness sincere! what Wretch wou'd groanBeneath the galling Load of Pow'r, or walkUpon the slipp'ry Pavements of the Great,Who thus cou'd reign, unenvy'd and secure? 510
Ye guardian Pow'rs who make Mankind your Care,Give me to know wise Nature's hidden Depths,Trace each mysterious Cause, with Judgment readTh' expanded Volume, and submiss adoreThat great creative Will, who at a Word 515Spoke forth the wond'rous Scene. But if my Soul

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