"It was an unlucky affair. As we were giving a welcome carousal to the new year, the shop took fire and burned to ashes; and I was left, like a true poet, without a sixpence."
"Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.
One generation passes away, and another generation comes; But the earth abides forever.
The sun also rises, and the sun goes down, and hastens to the place where it arose.
All the rivers run into the sea, yet the sea is not full.
...and there is nothing new under the sun."
...from Ecclesiates 1
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