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PLEASURE BECOMES PAIN by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON

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First Line: I CANNOT COUNT THE CHANGES OF MY HEART
Last Line: TILL THE HEART SAITH OF PLEASURE, IT IS PAIN.
Subject(s): PAIN; SUFFERING; MISERY;
I CANNOT count the changes of my heart,
So often has it turned away from things
Once idols of its being. They depart --
Hopes, fancies, joys, illusions, as if wings
Sprang suddenly from all old ties, to start;
Or, if they linger longer, life but brings
Weariness, hollowness, canker, soil, and stain,
Till the heart saith of pleasure, it is pain.



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