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Drowning is not so pitiful / As the attempt to rise.
Three times, 't is said, a sinking man / Comes up to face the skies, / And then declines forever / To that abhorred abode / Where hope and he part company, -- / For he is grasped of God.
The Maker's cordial visage, / However good to see, / Is shunned, we must admit it, / Like an adversity.