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“ That all things—be they grief or joy,–, “Whether they please us or annoy, “Shall blessings sure and lasting prove “ To them who their Creator love!”
“ Avoid the world !” the preacher cries, “ Concealed in it destruction lies; “ It is a wicked world replete “With folly, falsehood, guilt, deceit." _"Frequent the world !" the worldly wise Prompt on the contrary replies, “Frequent the world !—it is a college, Replete with necessary knowledge." A paradox you'll think it quite, If 'tis asserted both are right; Yet true it is, without some skill In worldly things, in worldly ill, We may each moment of our life, Expect vexation, plague, or strife;
And be involved in wiliest snares,
One Bunning dwelt in London town,
And was by trade a draper, And of that sect which ne'er is known,
In ball to cut a caper.