In all my wanderings, round this world of care,
In all my griefs, god has given me my share;
My vexations past, I still have hopes to live
and Wear a crown of gold, and walk streets of the same
Imagination fondly stoops to trace,
The parlour splendors of that festive place.
My journey alone, swift winged arrows of light,
Temptations ob pause behind, the days are moving by swiftly.
Let the rich deride, proud disdain,
A blissful soul, simple blessings attain.
To me more dear, congenial to my heart,
Memories cherish, friends to part.
That light whose smiles kindle the Universe,
Darkness crumble away, leave behind the curse,
Condemned to hope's delusive mind
Obedient passions, will resign,
Alas! Goodness, Gracious, my Heart Opine!
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