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Great is my envy of you, earth, in your greed Folding her in invisible embrace,...
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Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
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And I live on, but in grief and self-contempt, Left here without the light I loved so much,...
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Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
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My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the...
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