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264 GROWTH.

 FOOD IN TRAVEL.

to her eyes bright lustre I were blind, No longer would they serve my life to gild. The will of destiny must be fulfilled,— This knowing, I withdrew with saddened mind,

No further happiness I now could find; The former longings of my heart were stilled, I sought her looks alone, whereon to build My joy in life—all else was left behind.

Wine's genial glow, the festal banquet gay, Ease, sleep, and friends, all wonted pleasures glad I spurned, till little there remained to prove. 