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44 Of Trevor must employ my willing Thoughts Incessant, dwell for ever on my Tongue.


 * Let me be grateful, but let far from me

Be fawning Cringe, and false dissembling Look, And servile Flattery, that harbours oft In Courts, and gilded Roofs. Some loose the Bands Of ancient Friendship, cancell Nature's Laws For Pageantry, and tawdy Gugaws. Some Renounce their Sires, oppose paternal Right For Rule, and Power; and other's Realms invade, With specious Shews of Love. This traiterous Wretch Betrays his Sov'ran. Others, destitute Of real Zeal, to ev'ry Altar bend, By Lucre sway'd, and act the basest Things To be styl'd Honourable: Th' Honest Man, Simple of Heart, prefers inglorious Want To ill-got Wealth; rather from Door to Door Rh