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135   Yes, without me, up hills so high 'Tis vain to strive for mastery. Then grieve not, jolly team! YES WITHOUT ME UP HILLS SO HIGH TIS VAIN TO STRIVE FOR MASTERY AND GRIEVE NOT JOLLY TEAM
 thus pursues his thoughts at leisure. Now am I fairly safe to-night--110 And with proud cause my heart is light: [15] I trespassed lately worse than ever-- But Heaven has blest [16] a good endeavour; And, to my soul's content, [17] I find The evil One is left behind. 115 Yes, let my master fume and fret, Here am I--with my horses yet! My jolly team, he finds that ye Will work for nobody but me! Full proof of this the Country gained; 120 It knows how ye were vexed and strained, And forced unworthy stripes to bear, When trusted to another's care. [18] Here was it--on this rugged slope, Which now ye climb with heart and hope, 125 I saw you, between rage and fear, Plunge, and fling back a spiteful ear, And ever more and more confused, As ye were more and more abused: [19] As chance would have it, passing by 130 I saw you in that [20] jeopardy: A word from me was like a charm; [D] Ye pulled together with one mind; [21] And your huge burthen, safe from harm, Moved like a vessel in the wind! IME THEY MEASURE BY GENEROUS PRIDE WITHIN THE BREAST AND WHILE THEY STRAIN AND WHILE THEY REST HE THUS PURSUES HIS THOUGHTS AT LEISURE NOW AM I FAIRLY SAFE TO NIGHT AND WITH PROUD CAUSE MY HEART IS LIGHT I TRESPASS LATELY WORSE THAN EVER BUT HEAVEN HAS BLEST A GOOD ENDEAVOUR AND TO MY SOUL'S CONTENT I FIND THE EVIL ONE IS LEFT BEHIND YES LET MY MASTER FUME AND FRET HERE AM I WITH MY HORSES YET MY JOLLY TEAM HE FINDS THAT YE WILL WORK FOR NOBODY BUT ME FULL PROOF OF THIS THE COUNTRY GAINED IT KNOWS HOW YE WERE VEXED AND STRAINED AND FORCED UNWORTHY STRIPES TO BEAR WHEN TRUSTED TO ANOTHER'S CARE HERE WAS IT ON THIS RUGGED SLOPE WHICH NOW YE CLIMB WITH HEART AND HOPE I SAW YOU BETWEEN RAGE AND FEAR PLUNGE AND FLING BACK A SPITEFUL EAR AS EVER MORE AND MORE CONFUSED AS YE WERE MORE AND MORE ABUSED AS CHANCE WOULD HAVE IT PASSING BY I SAW YOU IN THAT JEOPARDY A WORD FROM ME WAS LIKE A CHARM YE PULL'D TOGETHER WITH ONE MIND AND YOUR HUGE BURTHEN SAFE FROM HARM MOVED LIKE A VESSEL IN THE WIND
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