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CYRIACK whose grandsire on the royal bench
Of British Themis with no mean applause Pronounced and in his volumes taught our laws Which others at their bar so often wrench1; To-day deep thoughts resolve with me to drench2 In mirth that after no repenting3 draws; Let Euclid rest and Archimedes pause And what the Swede intends and what the French. To measure life learn thou betimes and know Toward solid good what leads the nearest way; For other things mild Heaven a time ordains4 And disapproves5 that care though wise in show That with superfluous6 burden loads the day And when God sends a cheerful hour refrains. 点击收听单词发音
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