From the French.* 1 WORLD, adieu, thou real cheat! Oft have thy deceitful charms Fill’d my heart with fond conceit, Foolish hopes, and false alarms: Now I see as clear as day How thy follies pass away. 2 Vain thy entertaining sights, False thy promises renew’d, All the pomp of thy delights Does but flatter and delude: Thee I quit for Heaven above, Object of the noblest love. 3 Farewell Honour’s empty pride! Thy own nice, uncertain gust, If the least mischance betide, Lays thee