so strength first made a way.,
then beauty flow'd,then wisdom.honour.pleasure:
when almost all was out,God made a stay,
perceving that alone of all his treaures
rest in the bottom lay.
yet let him keep the rest,
but keep th with repining restlessness:
let him be rich and weary ,that at least,
if good Ness lead him not,yet weariness
may toss him to my breast.
the god of nature,
so both should losers be.
which dispersed lie, contract into a span.
©ashwinikal
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