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⟨With⟩ quarrels o’ th’ country, and matters ⟨of⟩ state,
With Ins and with Outs, I ne’er puzzle my pate
There are some that I love, and none that I hate
What though my condition be ever so coarse,
I strive to embrace it for better and worse;
And my heart, I thank God, is as light as my purse.
In short, my condition, whatever it be,
Tis God that appoints it, for aught I can see;
And I’m sure I can never do better than He.
FINIS.
