Note 1407 — AN ESSAY ON MAN, IN FOUR EPISTLES (continued 3)
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O happiness! to which we all aspire, Winged with strong hope, and borne with full desire; That good, we still mistake, and still pursue, Still out of reach, yet ever in our view; That ease, for which in want, in wealth we sigh, That ease, for which we labour and we die; Tell me, ye sages, (sure 'tis yours to know), Tell in what mortal soul this ease may grow.