for none was worth my strive;
Nature I loved,
and next to Nature, Art;
I warm'd both hands before the fire of Life;
It sinks;
and I am ready to depart
for none was worth my strive;
Nature I loved,
and next to Nature, Art;
I warm'd both hands before the fire of Life;
It sinks;
and I am ready to depart
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