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...far beyond my depth ; my high blown pride At length broke under me ; and, now, has left me, \Veary and old with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that mud forever hide me. V am pomp and glory of the world, I hate you ! I feel my heart now open'd. Oh...

...then he falls as 1 do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys, that fwim on bladders, Thefe taany fummers in a fea of glory ; But far Beyond my depth...with fervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that mull forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate you \—Idem. SINCE by your greatnefs,...

...— nips hii root,(;j) And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd; Like little wanton boys that fwim on bladders, Thefe many fummers in a fea of glory...that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on...