No human ear shall ever hear me speak; No human dwelling ever give me food, Or sleep, or rest but, over waste and wild, In search of nothing, that this earth can give, But expiation, will I wander on --A Man by pain and thought compelled to live, Yet loathing life -- till anger is appeased; In Heaven, and Mercy gives me leave to die.
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