Song LXXXVI., pp.338-339.

[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]

MAY the ambitious ever find 

Success in crowds and noise, 

While gentle love does fill my mind 

With silent real joys. 

– 

May knaves and fools grow rich and great, 

And all the world think them wise, 

While I ly at my Nanny’s feet, 

And all the world despise 

– 

Let conquering kings new triumphs raise, 

And melt in court delights: 

Her eyes can give much brighter days, 

Her arms much softer nights.

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