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"All, that the sun surveys, subdu'd,
but Cato's mighty mind."——
How grand? most true; yet far beneath
the soul of the Resign'd:

To more than kingdoms, more than worlds,
to passion that gives law;
Its matchless empire could have kept
great Cato's pride in awe;

That fatal pride, whose cruel point
transfix'd his noble breast;
Far nobler! if his fate sustain'd
and left to heav'n the rest;

Then he the palm had borne away,
at distance Cæsar thrown;
Put him off cheaply with the world,
and made the skies his own.

What cannot Resignation do?
it wonders can perform;
That pow'rful charm, "Thy will be done,"
can lay the loudest storm.

Come, Resignation! then, from fields,
where, mounted on the wing,
A wing of flame, blest martyrs' souls
ascended to their King:

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