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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.