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INTO COLD INDIFFERENCE.

Into cold indifference  I strive to curb my soul:Love's embitter'd vehemenceEvery feeling's turbulence  Thus I might controul.
All unagitatedly  On its azure wayMoves along each placid star,Beautifully regular;  Passionless are they.
Thus the Mind would shape its course  With purpose firm and high;But, alas, the vain endeavour!The Heart, the Heart is human ever;   It must love or die.
What has Love bestow'd on thee?  Evanescent joy,But a long-enduring anguish,Memories no time may vanquish,  No resolve destroy.