An Ode
WHAT boots it to be great?
To live in royal state
And feast with kings,
Since now all things
One doom await?
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What boots it to be fair?
Sweet eyes and golden hair,
And youthful bloom,
Since in the tomb
All foulness there?
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To live in royal state—
That is not to be great;
Sweet eyes and golden hair—
That is not to be fair.
What is it to be great?
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Content with thine estate;
To serve thy God and King
In everything—
That is it to be great.
What is it to be fair?
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Sweet modesty to wear;
To keep thine honour sure,
Thy bosom pure—
That is it to be fair.
Much boots it to be great,
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Much boots it to be fair.
poem by Frederick George Scott
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