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Anne Kingsmill Finch - Moral Song
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Would we attain the happiest State, 
    That is design`d us here; 
No Joy a Rapture must create, 
    No Grief beget Despair. 
No Injury fierce Anger raise, 
    No Honour tempt to Pride; 
No vain Desires of empty Praise 
    Must in the Soul abide. 
No Charms of Youth, or Beauty move 
    The constant, settl`d Breast: 
Who leaves a Passage free to Love, 
    Shall let in, all the rest. 
In such a Heart soft Peace will live, 
    Where none of these abound; 
The greatest Blessing, Heav`n do`s give, 
    Or can on Earth be found.
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