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VASTNESS
ix.Pain, that has crawl’d from the corpse of Pleasure, a worm which writhes all day, and at nightStirs up again in the heart of the sleeper, and stings him back to the curse of the light;
x.Wealth with his wines and his wedded harlots; honest Poverty, bare to the bone;Opulent Avarice, lean as Poverty; Flattery gilding the rift in a throne;
xi.Fame blowing out from her golden trumpet a jubilant challenge to Time and to Fate;Slander, her shadow, sowing the nettle on all the laurel’d graves of the Great;