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If but some vengeful god would call to me     From up the sky, and laugh: "Thou suffering thing,     Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy,     That thy love's loss is my hate's profiting!"     Then would I bear, and clench myself, and die,     Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited;     Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I     Had willed and meted me the tears I shed.     But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain,     And why unblooms the best hope ever sown?     - Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain,     And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan . . .     These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown     Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.     1866.

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