O Fortune, they hae room to grumble!
O Fortune, they hae room to grumble!
How blest the simple cotter's fate!
While Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things, The fate of empires and the fall of kings While quacks of State must each produce his plan, And even children lisp the Rights of Man Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention, The Rights of Woman merit
And it's O, fickle Fortune, O!
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