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Two Songs
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Bear thyself with formal gait,Be thy language all sedate;Thy opinions take on trust,Take gold for thy only lust.
Shun belief devout or deep,Ever to the safe side keep;Let thy hollow laugh be framedTo the joke by all acclaimed.
Never for pure charityLevel a disparity;Farm thy favour to a fool,Make his gratitude thy tool.
Let thy conscience be a thingLike a clock to go, and ringJust that time the hour doth mark.Let some other light the dark!
Friend and wife a bargain buyThere where state and money lieClaim a goodly cenotaph,Buy a lying epitaph!
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