Sad fancies do we then affect, In luxury of disrespect To our own prodigal excess Of too familiar happiness.
Sad fancies do we then affect, In luxury of disrespect To our own prodigal excess Of too familiar happiness.
There is a luxury in self-dispraise And inward self-disparagement affords To meditative spleen a grateful feast.
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