To Fortune
Tumble me down, and I will sit
Upon my ruins, smiling yet;
Tear me to tatters, yet I'll be
Patient in my necessity.
Laugh at my scraps of clothes, and shun
Me, as a feared infection;
Yet scarecrow-like I'll walk, as one
Neglecting thy derision.
Upon my ruins, smiling yet;
Tear me to tatters, yet I'll be
Patient in my necessity.
Laugh at my scraps of clothes, and shun
Me, as a feared infection;
Yet scarecrow-like I'll walk, as one
Neglecting thy derision.
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