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POEMS. 63
��XLVIII. DESIRE.
TX 7HO never wanted, maddest joy
- * Remains to him unknown ;
The banquet of abstemiousness Surpasses that of wine.
Within its hope, though yet ungrasped
Desire's perfect goal, No nearer, lest reality
Should disenthrall thy soul.
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