Envy I the man
Who could go
Anywhere on land
Sans a foe.
Envy I the man
Who lived well
And never bring shame
Upon self.
Envy I the man
Who tho' much gain
Ne'er search with own hand
For mere fame.
Envy I the man
Who tho' mocked
Could still be firm stand
As tho' rock.
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