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Thy soul was like a star and dwelt apart. WORDSWORTH (_Sonnets_).
Alone and forgotten, absolutely free, His happy time he spends, the works of God to see In those wonderful herbs which here in plenty grow, Whose sundry strange effects he only seeks to know, And choicely sorts his simples got abroad, And dreams of the All-Heal that is still on the road. -DRAYTON (_Polyolbion_).