A Stag, where stags abounded,   Fell sick and was surrounded
  Forthwith by comrades kind,
    All—pressing to assist,
    Or see, their friend, at least,
  And ease his anxious mind—
    An irksome multitude.
  "Ah, sirs!" the sick was fain to cry,
  "Pray leave me here to die,
    As others do, in solitude.
  Pray, let your kind attentions cease,
  Till death my spirit shall release."
  But comforters are not so sent:
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