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...Here to return — and die at home at last. 0 blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Tletreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest is he who crowns, in shades like thes'c, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And,...

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...be least inclined to do it ; in the mean time, is it not far better V * • • • • . , To quit a world where strong temptations try ; And since 'tis hard to combat, learn to fly ? " t " Who but a coward would fly when he might remain and overcome ? " said Percy Seyton,...

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...flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations pass'd, Here to return— and die at home at last. O bless'd retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How happy he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world...

...past, Here to return, and die at home at last. O, blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreat from care, that never must be mine ! How blest is...try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly ! — Goldsmith, CLING NOT TO EARTH. Cling not to earth — there's nothing there, However loved —...

...to life's decline, Still cheer this household with thy peace divine : For blest are they who crown, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease; Who quit a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learn to fly. On may ye...

...past, Here to return, and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreat from care, that never must be mine ! How blest is...try, And since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly ! Goldsmith. DIRGE. The summer winds sing lullaby O'er Mary's little grave ; And the summer flowers...