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Consoling us with — « Would you had thoughttwice!
«Ah ! if you had hut follow’d my advice!”
XLVIII.
Oh! Job! you had two friends: one’s quiteenough,
Especially when we are ill at case;
They are but bad pilots when the weather’srough,
Doctors less famous for their cures than fees.
Let no man grumble when his friends fall off.As they will do like leaves at the first breeze:
When your affairs come round, one way ort’other,
Go to the coffee-house, and take another.( 2 )XLIX.
But this is not my maxim: had it been,
Some heart-aches had been spared me; yetI care not —