Living
Fickle Fortune: A Fragment
From Poems and Songs, 1782
Living
Though fickle Fortune has deceived me,
She pormis’d fair and perform’d but ill;
Of mistress, friends, and wealth bereav’d me,
Yet I bear a heart shall support me still.
I’ll act with prudence as far ’s I’m able,
But if success I must never find,
Then come misfortune, I bid thee welcome,
I’ll meet thee with an undaunted mind.
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Burns, Robert. “Fickle Fortune: A Fragment.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/burns/27/.
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