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38 called most frequently for expression. Because each day was so great a tax, however welcome, on mind and body, he sometimes longed for sleep:

So, again and again his thoughts in his poetry turn towards death, only in appearance the deepest sleep of all. But then, again, since nothing in life could satisfy such a hunger and aspiration for life, beyond mood and change he longed for a peace "where sense is with knowing one": and, beyond even this bodiless communion, for the peace that passes understanding: