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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381276" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love of Fame, The Universal Passion (excerpt)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Man's rich with little, were his judgment true;<br> Nature is frugal, and her wants are few;<br> Those few wants answer'd, bring sincere delights;<br> But fools create themselves new appetites:<br> Fancy and pride seek things at vast expense,<br> Which relish not to reason, nor to sense.<br> When surfeit, or unthankfulness, destroys,<br> In nature's narrow sphere, our solid joys,<br> In fancy's airy land of noise and show,<br> Where nought but dreams, no real pleasures grow;<br> Like cats in air-pumps, to subsist we strive<br> On joys too thin to keep the soul alive.<br> Lemira's sick; make haste; the doctor call:<br> He comes; but where's his patient? At the ball.<br> The doctor stares; her woman curt'sies low,<br> And cries, &quot;My lady, sir, is always so:<br> Diversions put her maladies to flight;<br> True, she can't stand, but she can dance all night:<br> I've known my lady (for she loves a tune)<br> For fevers take an opera in June:<br> And, though perhaps you'll think the practice bold,<br> A midnight park is sovereign for a cold:<br> With colics, breakfasts of green fruit agree;<br> With indigestions, supper just at three.&quot;<br> A strange alternative, replied Sir Hans,<br> Must women have a doctor, or a dance?<br> Though sick to death, abroad they safely roam,<br> But droop and die, in perfect health, at home:<br> For want--but not of health, are ladies ill;<br> And tickets cure beyond the doctor's bill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Young">Edward Young</a><div class=q>
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