I am a slave, a favored slave At best, to share his splendor, and seem very blest; When weary of these fleeting charms and me, There yawns the sack, and yonder rolls the sea. What! am I then a toy for dotard’s play, To wear but till the gilding frets away?--_Byron’s Corsair._ BOSTON: OTIS, BROADERS & CO. 1840.…
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