What else do they live for? They live but for this;
And nothing but this ever troubles their thinking;
Rich eating, rich dressing, and flirting's their bliss,
And life's better purposes constantly blinking.
Their life's but a tissue of trouble and sorrow
Of what is the fashion or will be to-morrow.
He Discourseth Of Trouble And Sorrow.
Horatio Alger, Jr.
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