Relief
All my wish, nourishment
Of my inchoate mind,
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Vice or virtue I bequeath thee o my Master! Burn the fruit with thy mercy teeming With benevolent eyes, And let me sleep covered with fresh Delight......nice
All my wish, nourishment Of my inchoate mind, My dreams insatiable, .... ..... beautiful
The door of shadow with life's cogent meadow, Buttressed by lighting of unearthly joy Reimbursed all my arrearages, I bow to disembark from the descant Of life's mendacious enchantment....nice