Their eyes, and with a heedless air pass by.[1233]
They call me mad, and so deny[1234] my right
To liberty enjoy’d by other men.
They call me mad! but know they[1235] what they mean?
“Yea, if vividly to recall the past,
And linger with emotions deep and fond
On all that yielded life a moment’s joy,
And now lies garner’d in sweet Mem’ry’s store—
If this[1236] betokens madness—I am mad.
Or if to know with what dear promise youth