Not beauty, not the riches and the rule
O'er men that made life life indeed." Sad school
Was Hades! Gladly,—might the dead but slink
To life back,—to the dregs once more would drink
Each interloper, drain the humblest cup
Fate mixes for humanity.
XV
Cheer up,—
Be death with me, as with Achilles erst,
Of Man's calamities the last and worst: