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ON A MISER (2) by ANONYMOUS

First Line: ART THOU SOME INDIVIDUAL OF A KIND
Last Line: TO FATTEN WITH THY SPOILS THOU KNOW'ST NOT WHOM?
Subject(s): MISERS;

ART thou some individual of a kind
Long-lived by nature as the rook or hind?
Heap treasure, then; for if thy need be such,
Thou hast excuse, and scarce canst heap too much.
But man thou seem'st: clear therefore from thy breast
This lust of treasure--folly at the best!
For why shouldst thou go wasted to the tomb,
To fatten with thy spoils thou know'st not whom?



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