A SOUL AT LETHES BRINK RE ye not overfond— Ye who would carry memory to the shades,Those blessed seats in the deep meads and glades ?For me—I have been bondTo griefs too many and to joys too fierce ;May neither with remembrance longer pierce ! Lead me, caducean wand, Where the green turf with…
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