Poems ✍️
  08.07.2025
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Author: Robert Burns

Fickle Fortune: A Fragment

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.


  resilience misfortune courage perseverance

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