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thou a Statesman, in the van

Of public business trained and bred?

—First learn to love one living man;

Then mayst thou think upon the dead.

A Lawyer art thou?—draw not nigh;

Go, carry to some other place

The hardness of thy coward eye,

The falsehood of thy sallow face.

Art thou a Man of purple cheer?

A rosy Man, right plump to see?

Approach; yet, Doctor, not too near;

This grave no cushion is for thee.