You little know the heart that you advise; I view this various scene with equal eyes. In crowded court I find myself alone, And pay my worship to a nobler throne. Long since the value of this world I know, Pity the madness, and despise the show. Well as I can my tedious part I bear And wait dismission without painful fear. Seldom I mark mankind's detested ways, Not hearing censure, nor affecting praise, And unconcerned my future fate I trust To that sole Being, merciful and just. |