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 But e'er a month or two was past,

I found myself betrayed,

'Twas self and party after all.

For all the stir they made.

For when I saw the factious knaves

Insult the very throne,

I cursed them all and tun’d my pipe

To John of Badenyon.

What to do next I mused a while,

Still hoping to succeed

I pitched on books for company,

And gravely tried to read

I bought and borrow'd every where,

And studied night and day,

Ne’er mist what dean or doctor wrote.

That happened in my way.

Philosophy I now esteem’d,

The ornament of youth,

And carefully thro’ many a page,

I hunted after truth.

Ten thousand various schemes I tried,

And yet was pleased with none,

I threw them by and tun'd my pipe

To John of Badenyon.

And now ye youngsters every where,

Who want to make a show,

Take heed in time nor vainly hope

For happiness below.

What you may fancy pleasure here,

Is but an empty name.