| Adieu, Vain World Adieu, vain world, I've seen enough of thee, And now am careless what thou say'st of me. Thy smiles I court not, nor thy frowns I fear, My cares are past, my head lies quiet here. What faults you saw in me take care to shun, And look at home, enough there's to be done. Where ere I liv'd or dy'd it matters not, To whom related, or by whom begot, I was, now am not, ask no more of me. It's all I am and all the proud shall be. Anonymous 1798 |
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