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1269 I worked for chaff and earning Wheat Was haughty and betrayed. What right had Fields to arbitrate In matters ratified? I tasted Wheat and hated Chaff And thanked the ample friend— Wisdom is more becoming viewed At distance than at hand. Edited by Peter Carter
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