Cave of Poverty, The - Part 63

When warbling Birds their Ev'ning Songs began,
When lowing Herds for Stalls the Pastures leave;
When, o'er his Cups, the wearied Artisan
Sought from the Toils of Day a glad Reprieve;
When all the busy Buz of Trade was done,
And murm'ring Merchants from Exchanges gone.
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