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...What could be more beautiful than this tribute of an affectionate contemporary ! " ' He has outso.ired the shadow of our night.; Envy and calumny, and hate...unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not nor torture him again. From the contagion of the world's slow stain He ia sceure, and now can never...

...Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented...

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...It 122 123 was not in him to linger about and long for the unattainable. /CHAPTER XLI. BROKEN DOWN. "He has out-soared the shadow of our night, Envy, and calumny, and hate, and pain, Acd that unrest, which men miscall delight, Can touch him not, and torture not again." THE second summer...

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