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Bound to the Earth, he lifts his eye to Heaven—

Is't not enough, Unhappy Thing! to know

Thou art? Is this a boon so kindly given,

That being, thou would'st be again, and go,

Thou know'st not, reck'st not to what region, so115 On Earth no more, but mingled with the skies? Still wilt thou dream on future Joy and Woe?dt Regard and weigh yon dust before it flies: That little urn saith more than thousand Homilies.