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MY God, a verse is not a crown;

No point of honour, or gay suit,

No hawk, or banquet, or renown,

Nor a good sword, nor yet a lute:

It cannot vault, or dance, or play;

It never was in France or Spain;

Nor can it entertain the day

With a great stable or demain.

It is no office, art, or news;

Nor the Exchange, or busie Hall:

But it is that which while I use,

I am with thee, and Most take all.