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In this eternally revolving zone, Two lucky species of men are known; One knows all good and ill that are on earth, One neither earth's affairs, nor yet his own.

Make light to me the world's oppressive weight, And hide my failings from the people's hate, And grant me peace to-day, and on the morrow Deal with me as Thy mercy may dictate!

Souls that are well informed of this world's state, Its weal and woe with equal mind await, For, be it weal we meet, or be it woe, The weal doth pass, and woe too hath its date.