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Our petty cares wear on us so, -- / More cruel than our great despairs, / More rasping than a mighty woe, / Our petty cares.
Less need of strength hath he who bears / Courageously some stinging blow, / Of Fate which takes him unawares.
Not solitary griefs we know / Induce old age and whitening hairs; / But that malicious, endless row -- / Our petty cares.