The world has many gaudy wings -- Have a care! She flits among the flow'rs and sings -- Many a snare. Beware Of the hidden poisonous stings. Earth's pleasures are a golden cup -- Have a care! She bids you take one little sup -- Many a snare. Beware Of the hidden sting in the cup. Earth's riches have a charm most rare -- Have a care! She bids you seek a goodly share -- Many a snare. Beware -- She will sting with many a care. Vain worldly fame's a painted flow'r -- Have a care! She dwells in an enchanted bow'r -- Many a snare. Beware -- She'll chide you in an evil hour. The world is but an empty show -- Have a care! Of true joys a dangerous foe -- Many a snare. Beware -- Her greatest gain's oft deepest woe.
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