CHAPTER 88
CHAPTER LXXXVIII
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He tasted love with half his mind,
Nor ever drank the inviolate spring
Where nighest heaven, who first could fling
This bitter seed among mankind;
Nor ever drank the inviolate spring
Where nighest heaven, who first could fling
This bitter seed among mankind;
That could the dead, whose dying eyes
Were closed with wail, resume their life.
They would but find in child and wife
An iron welcome when they rise:
Were closed with wail, resume their life.
They would but find in child and wife
An iron welcome when they rise: