Desire! Desire! I have too dearly bought,
With price of mangled mind thy worthless ware;
Too long, too long, asleep thou hast me brought,
Who should’st my mind to higher things prepare.
Sir P. Sidney.
Desire’s the vast extent of human mind,
It mounts above, and leaves poor hope behind.
Dryden.
How large are our desires! and yet how few
Events are answerable! So the dew,