THY fortunes are too full. The gods do not
. Sanction in mortals such felicity.
Let all be broken off ‘twixt thee and me,
Our antique friendship be, indeed, forgot,
Lest I, partaking of thy happy lot,
Should also share the certain misery
The gods have got in hand to cast on thee,
Seeing that the ripest fruit is first to rot.
Thus Amasis of Egypt long ago
Wrote to his Samian friend Polycrates,
Fearing a jealous Heaven. Not so I ;
You do not need me while your fortunes flow ;
But I will be beside you, if God please,
When you shall find life lonely, by-and-by.
(Justin H. McCarthy)
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