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YET why repine? ’Tis he who laughs that wins. The careless, gay, unfeeling company Of men who think not of emotion, see Th’ accomplishment of their unholy sins Bring from the many an applause that dins The voice of one poor soul, who lives to be Truer to nature’s homily than he Who cares not how love’s happiness begins. Then let me sing with gayety and smile; Though hard it be to mask my agony Of loneliness, when thou art otherwise Engaged. Assist me, Eros, to beguile This heart, that cares more for the company Of those who would be neither great nor wise!