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 Philosophy I now esteem'd,
 * The ornament of youth,

And carefully, thro' many a page,
 * I hunted after truth;

Ten thousand various schemes I try'd,
 * But yet was pleased with none;

I threw them by, and turn'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,
 * Is but an empty name,

For girls, and friends, and books also,
 * You llYou'll [sic] find them all the same.

Then be advis'd, and warning take,
 * From such a man as me,

I'm neither Pope nor Cardinal,
 * Nor one of high degree;

You'll find displeasure every-where,
 * Then do as I have done,

E'en turn your pipe and please yourself,
 * With John of Badenyon.

Through the desarts of Greenland,
 * Where the Sun never cast an eye;