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  And having thus by tears subdued My anguish to a milder mood, Such punishments, I said, were due To natures deepliest stained with sin,— For aye entempesting anew The unfathomable hell within The horror of their deeds to view, To know and loathe, yet wish and do! Such griefs with such men well agree, But wherefore, wherefore fall on me? To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed. 1869 Edition.

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WELL then; I now do plainly see This busy world and I shall ne'er agree; The very honey of all earthly joy Does of all meats the soonest cloy; And they, methinks, deserve my pity, Who for it can endure the stings, The crowd, and buz, and murmurings, Of this great hive, the city.

Ah, yet, ere I descend to th' grave, May I a small house and large garden have! And a few friends, and many books, both true, Both wise, and both delightful too! And, since love ne'er will from me flee,  48