...first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O, blest 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...

...bless'd retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How bless'd is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world wh^re strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born...

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...return, and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreat from cares, that never must be mine ! How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labor with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 't is hard to...

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...observed or neglected the Lord's-day. 23* XLIII. THE WORKING-MAN RETIRED FROM BUSINESS. " 0 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." GOLDSMITH. AN elderly...

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