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85. The Age to Come

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WHEN I would search the truths that in me burn,

And mould them into rule and argument,

A hundred reasoners cried,—"Hast thou to learn

Those dreams are scatter'd now, those fires are

spent?"

And, did I mount to simpler thoughts, and try

Some theme of peace, 'twas still the same reply.

Perplex'd, I hoped my heart was pure of guile,

But judged me weak in wit, to disagree;

But now, I see that men are mad awhile,

'Tis the old history—Truth without a home,

Despised and slain, then rising from the tomb.

Palermo.
June 9, 1833.