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  is not youth can give content, Nor is it wealth's decree; It is a gift from heaven sent, Though not to thee or me. It is not in the monarch's crown, Though he'd give millions for't; It dwells not in his Lordship's frown, Or waits on him to Court. It is not in a coach and six, It is not in a garter; 'Tis not in love, or politics, But 'tis in Hodge the carter.  undefined  , eating mitey cheese, did say, "Like Samson, I my thousands slay." "I vow, quoth Roger, so you do, And with the self-same weapon too."  undefined  Egypt's host God's chosen tribe pursued, In crystal walls the admiring waters stood; When through the dreary wastes they took their way, The rocks relented, and poured forth a sea! What limit can the Almighty goodness know, Since seas can harden, and since rocks can flow?  undefined  world's a book, writ by the eternal art Of the great Author; printed in man's heart; 'Tis falsely printed, though divinely penned; And all the errata will appear at the end.  undefined  men of infamy to grandeur soar, They light a torch to show their shame the more.