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H! who can tell how hard it is to climb
The steep where Fame's proud temple fainesafar ! Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime 3.!!s felt the influence of malignant ftar, wag
d with Fortune an eternal war!
In life's low vale reinote hus pined alone,
yet, the languor of inglorious days,
are, who, deaf to mad Ambition's call, Wou'd forink to hear th’obftreperous trump of Fame Supremely blef if to their portion Call
Health, competence, and peace. Nor higher aim Ilal He, whose limple talc these artless lines pror claim.