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Stop pitying yourself with " O dear me! "
And learn how much more cheerful Life can be.

Pursue no Sorrow; if you do,
It may turn back and live with you.

T HE Sun, the Grumbler knows, is Partial, too;
It hides its Face from Him and shines for You!

F ORBEAR to pet your Grievances; don't let them
Corrode your Soul; they'll die if you Forget Them.

G RIEVE not your Heart for any Disappointment;
No Fly can spoil the whole big Jar of Ointment.
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