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ad,He was as far from Happiness as one that is stark mad.Our Merchant, he in Goods is rich, and full of Gold and Treasure,But when he thinks upon his Debts, that Thought de-stroys his Pleasure.Our Courtier thinks that he's preferr'd, whom every Man envies ;When Love so rumbles in his Pate, no Sleep comes in his Eyes.Our Gallant's Case is worst of all, he lies so just be-twixt them,For he's in Love and he's in Debt, and knows not which most vex'th him.But he that can eat Beef and feed on Bread which is so brown.May satisfy his Appetite, and owe no man a Crown :And he that is content with Lasses clothed in plain Woollen,May cool his Heat in every Place, he need not to be sullen,Nor sigh for Love of Lady fair ; for this each wise
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