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...STELLA'S image see. The curious wits, seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long-settled eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, With idle...still climbing slippery place, Holds my young brain captived in golden cage, O fools, or over-wise ! alas, the race Of all my thoughts hath neither stop...