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LIKE thee I once have stemmd the sea of life,
Like thee have languishd after empty joys,
Like thee have labourd in the stormy strife,
Been grieved for trifles, and amused with toys.
Forget my frailties; thou art also frail:
Forgive my lapses; for thyself mayst fall:
Nor read unmoved my artless tender tale
I was a friend, O man, to thee, to all.
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