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Say him who careless sleeps what while the shaft of Fortune flies

* How many cloth this shifting world lay low and raise to rise?

Although thine eye be sealed in sleep, sleep not th' Almighty's

eyes * And who hath found Time ever fair, or Fate in constant

guise?

Then he sighed a long fetched sigh and recited:-

Confide thy case to Him, the Lord who made mankind; * Quit cark

and care and cultivate content of mind; Ask not the Past or how

or why it came to pass: * All human things by Fate and Destiny

were designed!