| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| LIX. "Doth then the world go thus, doth all thus move?" |
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| DOTH then the world go thus, doth all thus move? | |
| Is this the justice which on earth we find? | |
| Is this that firm decree which all doth bind? | |
| Are these your influences, Powers above? | |
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| Those souls which vice's moody mists most blind, | 5 |
| Blind Fortune, blindly, most their friend doth prove; | |
| And they who thee, poor idol Virtue! love, | |
| Ply like a feather toss'd by storm and wind. | |
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| Ah! if a Providence doth sway this all, | |
| Why should best minds groan under most distress? | 10 |
| Or why should pride humility make thrall. | |
| And injuries the innocent oppress? | |
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| Heavens! hinder, stop this fate; or grant a time | |
| When good may have, as well as bad, their prime! | |
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