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...vain lord of wantonness and ease ! " Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please — " Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, " And...The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, 15 " That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? " That for itself can woo the approaching fight,...

...thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes nut — pleasure cannot please — Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the wafers wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills tbe wanderer of that trackless...

...thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! Whom slumber soothes not — pleasure cannot please — Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And...what cravens shun with more than zeal. And where the feehler faint— can only feel — Feel — to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and...

...soothes not— pleasure cannot please-- " Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, " And danc'd in triumph o'er the waters wide, " The exulting sense— the pulse's maddening play, 15 " That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? " That for itself can woo the approaching fight,...

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...thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease ! M r hom slumber soothes not—pleasure cannot please— Oh ! who can tell ? save he whose heart hath tried And...danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense—the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? That for itself...