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Feel I not wrath with those who placed me here, / Who have debased me in the minds of men, / Debarring me the usage of my own, / Blighting my life in best of its career, / Branding my thoughts as things to spurn and fear. / BYRON.
A week passed thus, and at the close, Eustace was not only permitted to leave his bed, but was removed during the day to a lower room, opening upon an enclosed court, into which, though still feeble, he was permitted to stroll at his pleasure, undisturbed by the sight or presence of any of the wretched inmates of the establishment. Here his proud form at length one day confronted the doctor; and as he drew near, to inquire after his patient, Eustace thus accosted him: