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Down to Earth

I have lived out all my span

Like an other country man

Where men like grasshoppers appear

But grasshoppers are giants there

Received into their cruel care

Ruled and did what they please

The thorns with which I long too long

Made many a piercing wounds

And now All I want is to lay still

Far off the public stage

Pass away my silent age

Settled in some secret nest

In peace of mind let me rest.

Down to Earth

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