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doom of overlordships! to decay

First at the heart, the eye scarce dimmed at all;

Or perish of much cumber and array,

The burdening robe of empire, and its pall;

Or, of voluptuous hours the wanton prey,

Die of the poisons that most sweetly slay;

Or, from insensate height,

With prodigies, with light