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Some People Are Commended For A Giddy Kind Of Good-humor, Which Is As Much A Virtue As Drunkenness.

On Cold December Fragrant Chaplets Blow, And Heavy Harvests Nod Beneath The Snow.

Envy, To Which Th' Ignoble Mind's A Slave, Is Emulation In The Learn'd Or Brave.

Here Thou, Great Anna! Whom Three Realms Obey, / Dost Sometimes Counsel Take—and Sometimes Tea.

Some Are Bewildered In The Maze Of Schools, And Some Made Coxcombs Nature Meant But Fools.