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I go out at the north gate, |
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With my heart full of sorrow. |
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Straitened am I and poor, |
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And no one takes knowledge of my distress. |
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So it is! |
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Heaven has done it; -- |
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What then shall I say? |
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The king's business comes on me, |
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And the affairs of our government in increasing measure. |
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When I come home from abroad, |
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The members of my family all emulously reproach me. |
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So it is! |
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Heaven has done it; -- |
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What then shall I say? |
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The king's business is thrown on me, |
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And the affairs of our government are left to me more and more. |
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When I come home from abroad, |
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The members of my family all emulously thrust at me. |
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So it is! |
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Heaven has done it; -- |
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What then shall I say? |
Published
by The Institute for Advanced Technology in the Humanities, © Copyright 2003
by Anne Kinney and the University of Virginia