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Rank with all its dower,
Pomp with all its train,
Wealth with all its power,
Give I these again.

Race with all its story,
Place with all its ease,
Fame with all its glory,
Give I also these.

Ask I for them? Never!
Let their mem'ry cease.
Take them all for ever—
Leave me only peace.
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