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Wherein is related the pleasant story of the muleteer, together with other strange things that came to pass in the inn.
Ah me, Love's mariner am I [373] On Love's deep ocean sailing; I know not where the haven lies, I dare not hope to gain it. One solitary distant star Is all I have to guide me, A brighter orb than those of old That Palinurus [374] lighted. And vaguely drifting am I borne, I know not where it leads me; I fix my gaze on it alone, Of all beside it heedless. But overcautious prudery, And coyness cold and cruel, When most I need it, these, like clouds, Its longed-for light refuse me. Bright star, [375] goal of my yearning eyes As thou above me beamest, When thou shalt hide thee from my sight I'll know that death is near me.