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Music, Music For A While Shall All Your Cares Beguile. Alexander's Feast

Tis Fate That Flings The Dice, And As She Flings Of Kings Makes Peasants, And Of Peasants Kings.

Death Only This Mysterious Truth Unfolds, The Mighty Soul How Small A Body Holds.

Many Things Impossible To Thought Have Been By Need To Full Perfection Brought.

How Easy It Is To Call Rogue And Villain, And That Wittily! But How Hard To Make A Man Appear A Fool, A Blockhead, Or A Knave, Without Using Any Of Those Opprobrious Terms! Tosparethegrossness Ofthenames, And To Dothe Thing Yet Moreseverely, Isto Drawa Full Face, And Tomake The Nose And Cheeks Stand Out, And Yet Not To Employ Any Depth Of Shadowing.