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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=457191" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Songs Set To Music: 23. Set By Mr. De Fesch</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=457191" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Well, I will never more complain,<br>Or call the Fates unkind;<br>Alas! how fond it is, how vain!<br>But self-conceitedness does reign<br>I nevery mortal mind.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=457191" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Tis true, they long did me deny,<br>Nor would permit a sight;<br>I raged, for I could not espy,<br>Or think that any harm could lie<br>Disguised in that delight.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=457191" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">At last, my wishes to fulfil, <br>They did their power resign,<br>I saw her, but I wish I still<br>Had been obedient to their will,<br>And they not unto mine.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=457191" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Yet I by this have learn'd the wit<br>Never to grieve or fret;<br>Contentedly I will submit,<br>And think that best which they think fit,<br>Without the least regret.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Matthew+Prior">Matthew Prior</a></strong></div>

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