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Poem by Henry Livingston


Careless Philosophers Soliloquy


I rise when I please, when I please I lie down,
Nor seek, what I care not a rush for, renown;
The rattle called wealth I have learnt to despise,
Nor aim to be either important or wise.

Let women & children & children-like men
Pursue the false trollop the world has called fame.
Who just as enjoyed, is instantly flown
And leaves disappointment, the hag, in her room.

If the world is content not to stand in my way
The world may jog on both by night and by day
Unimpeded by me - not a straw will I put
Where a dear fellow-creature uplifteth its foot.

While my conscience upbraids not, Ill rise and lye down,
Nor envy a monarch His cares and His crown.



Henry Livingston


Henry Livingston's other poems:
  1. Acknowledgement
  2. To the Memory of Sarah Livingston
  3. An Elegy on the Death of Montgomery Tappen
  4. Dialogue
  5. On My Sister Joannas Entrance into Her 33rd Year


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