Monday, April 19, 2010

Elegy Xx. He Compares His Humble Fortune With The Distress Of Others Comments

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Why droops this heart with fancied woes forlorn?
Why sinks my soul beneath this wintry sky?
What pensive crowds, by ceaseless labours worn,
What myriads, wish to be as blessed as I!
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William Shenstone
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