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Tranquility! thou better name / Than all the family of Fame! / Thou ne'er wilt leave my riper age / To low intrigue, or factious rage; / For oh! dear child of thoughtful Truth, / To thee I gave my early youth, / And left the bark, and blest the steadfast shore, / Ere yet the tempest rose and scared me with its roar.
Who late and lingering seeks thy shrine, / On him but seldom, Power divine, / Thy spirit rests! Satiety / And Sloth, poor counterfeits of thee, / Mock the tired worldling. Idle Hope / And dire Remembrance interlope, / To vex the feverish slumbers of the mind: / The bubble floats before, the spectre stalks behind.