Find Use no sweeter than—useless Repose?"

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"We cannot know—so fill the cup that clears

To-day of past regret and future fears:

To-morrow!—Why, To-morrow we may be

Ourselves with Yesterday's sev'n thousand Years."

"No Cup there is to bring oblivion

More during than Regret and Fear—no, none!

For Wine that's Wine to-day may change and be

Marah before to-morrow's Sands have run."

"Myself when young did eagerly frequent

Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument

About it and about: but evermore

Came out by the same Door where in I went."

"The doors of Argument may lead Nowhither,

Reason become a Prison where may wither

From sunless eyes the Infinite, from hearts

All Hope, when their sojourn too long is thither."

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"Up from Earth's Centre thro' the Seventh Gate

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