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He found fault with none, if none found fault with

him,

Jf his friend had a humour he humour'd his whim, If wine was the word why, he bumper'd his glafs, If love was the topic he toafted his lafs ; But ftill uirn'd his back on contention and ftrife, Refolving to live all the days of his life.

If councils difputed, if councils agreed,

He found fault with neither, for this was his creed.

Then let them be guided by fol!y or fenfe

'T would be femper eadcm a hundred years hence ;

He thought 'twas unfocial to be mat-content.

If the tide went with him with the-tide too he went,

But ftill turn'd his back on contention and ftrife,

Rcfolving to live all the days of his life.

Was the nation at war he wifli'd well to the fword, If a peace was concluded a peace was his word ; Difquietto him, or of body or mind, Was the longitude only he never could find ; The philofopher's ftone was but gravel and pain, And all who had fought it, had fought it in vain ; He ftill turn'd his back on contention and ftrife, Refolving to live all the days of his life.

T^nen let us all follow Ariftippns's rules,

And deem his opponents both aifes and mules ;

Let thofe not contented to lead or to drive,

By the bees of their feel: be drove out of their hive ;

Expelled from the manfion of quiet and eafe,

May they never find out the blets'd art how to pleafe;

And our friends, and ourfeives, not forgetting our

wives, By thefe maxims may live all the days of our lives.

D 2 TINKERING

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