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An Unanswerable Apology For The Rich.

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All--bounteous Heav'n, Castalio cries,
With bended Knees, and lifted Eyes,
When shall I have the Pow'r to bless,
And raise up Merit in Distress?

How do our Hearts deceive us here!
He gets ten thousand Pounds a Year.
With this the pious Youth is able
To build, and plant, and keep a Table.
But then the Poor he must not treat:

Who asks the Wretch, that wants to eat?
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* Sunprincess * 30 May 2014

.............truly sometimes i wonder why some are wealthy and some are poor....and yet i come to the conclusion there are a number of factors which determines one's fate.....location, location, location- - education, education, education- - -determination, determination, determination......and last of all the mother and the father....enjoyed...

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