Belief in the system of fate,
trusting in the product of chance,
lifting from yourself the great weight:
"You are culpable for Life's dance."
Cast your guilt off from your shoulders,
free your limbs from their heavy chains!
Stoke the fire where it smoulders -
forget the superstitious banes.
It's unknown on what cause depends;
trusting providence, that's the key.
For, of course, you can't see all ends
and whatever will be, will be.
Exhaustion ever is sweet pleasure's leech.
Why be a slave to things beyond your reach?
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