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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.