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Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
A hungry stomach rarely despises rough food.
A hungry stomach rarely despises rough food.
He that seekes trouble never misses.
[He that seeks trouble never misses.]
He that seekes trouble never misses.
[He that seeks trouble never misses.]
Riches with their wicked inducements increase; nevertheless,
avarice is never satisfied.
Riches with their wicked inducements increase; nevertheless,
avarice is never satisfied.
Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
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Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.
Take away her rewards, and who will ever clasp naked Virtue to
his bosom?
Take away her rewards, and who will ever clasp naked Virtue to
his bosom?
For washing his hands, none sels his lands.
For washing his hands, none sels his lands.
So enjoy the pleasures of the hour as not to spoil those that are
to follow.
So enjoy the pleasures of the hour as not to spoil those that are
to follow.