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Several Occasions.
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Then curb each rebel Thought against the Sky,
And die resign'd, O! Man ordain'd to die!

He added not, but spread his Wings in Flight,
And vanish'd instant in a Blaze of Light.

Abash'd, asham'd, I cry, Eternal Pow'r,
I yield! I wait resign'd th' appointed Hour!
Man, foolish Man, no more thy Soul deceive!
To die, is but the surest Way to live:
When Age we ask, we ask it in our wrong,
And pray our Time of suff'ring may be long;
The nauseous Draught, and Dregs of Life to drain,
And feel Infirmity, and Length of Pain!
What art thou Life, that we should court thy Stay?
A Breath, one single Gasp must puff away!
A short-liv'd Flow'r, that with the Day must fade!
A fleeting Vapour, and an empty Shade!

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