Ill fares the land, to hast'ning ill a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay Princes and Lords may flourish, or may fade
Don't let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.
Ill fares the land, to hast'ning ill a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay Princes and Lords may flourish, or may fade
Don't let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.