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...future, and therefore it is that he longs to lull to slumber his own knowledge of pain and grief : — With thy clear, keen joyance Languor cannot be ; Shadow...; Thou lovest, but ne'er knew Love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep Thou of death must dream Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could...

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