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...stubborn heart, its alchemy begun,5 Seems ever near the prize — wealthiest when most undone. cxxiv We wither from our youth, we gasp away — Sick — sick ; unfound the boon, unslaked the thirst, I Are.] Conf. 'The wages of sin is death.' Here grammar is sacrificed to the metre. II Nature in her...

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...dull satiety which all destroys — And root from out the soul the deadly weed which cloys." Again : " We wither from our youth, we gasp away — Sick — sick; unfound the boon, unslaked the thirst." And again : " I have not loved the world, nor the world loved me; I have not flattered its rank breath,...

...sin, and with them the whole system of trial and probation which exposes us to them, as grievances ; "To the last in verge of our decay Some phantom lures, such as we thought at first, But all too late ; so are we doubly curst : Love, fame, ambition, avarice : " thus,...

...; The stubborn heart, its alehemy begun, Seems ever near the prize — wealthiest when most undone. We wither from our youth, we gasp away — Sick —...• But all too late, — so are we doubly curst. Love, tame, ambition, avarice — tis the same, Each idle, and all ill, and none the worst — For...

...wealthiest when most undone. CXXIV. We wither from our youth, we gasp away — Sick — sick ; unfouud the boon, unslaked the thirst, Though to the last,...first— But all too late, — so are we doubly curst. Love, fame, ambition, avarice — 'tis the same — Each idle, and all ill, and none the worst —...

...thing.' Letter (Life, p. 242). ' We wither from our youth, we gasp away — Sick — sick — unfonnd the boon, unslaked the thirst ; Though to the last, in verge of our decay Some phantom lures, each as we sought at first ; But all too late, — so are we donbh curst. Love, fame, ambition, avaries,...

...anything.' Letter (Life,f. 242). ' We .wither ^rom our youth, we gasp away — Sick — sick — unfonnd the boon, unslaked the thirst ; Though to the last, in verge of onr decay Some phantom lures, such as we sought at first ; But all too late, — so are we doubly curst....

...when most undone. CXXIV. We wither from our youth, we gasp away— Sick— sick ; unfound the hoon, ler on deep ways is. XXXI. At every jolt— and they were many — still He turn'd his eyes upon Rut all too late, — so are we douhly curst. Love, fame, amhition, avarice— 'tis the same— Each...