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If I should die, / And you should live, / And time should gurgle on, / And morn should beam, / And noon should burn, / As it has usual done;
If birds should build as early, / And bees as bustling go, -- / One might depart at option / From enterprise below!
'T is sweet to know that stocks will stand / When we with daisies lie, / That commerce will continue, / And trades as briskly fly.
It makes the parting tranquil / And keeps the soul serene, / That gentlemen so sprightly / Conduct the pleasing scene!