He wanders like a dayappearing dream
Through the dim wildernesses of the mind Through desert woods and tracts which seem Like ocean homeless boundless unconfined.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine
Yet lets be merry well have tea and toast
Custards for supper and an endless host
Of syllabubs and jellies and mincepies
And other such ladylike luxuries.
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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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