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I neither have will your progress
Nor t' unveil my Soul's recess
Why should I then my griefs unmask –
The Soul knows its own bitterness
Why should I tell them that my eye
Which joyous mules oft are to dress
Oft in secret misery
Till blinded by interests
Why should I tell them it at a heart
That man to spring so gay & free
Is torn by many an
And bear its agony
Most- mortals! let them deem
If Tis light within so brightly beaming
Tis all fallacious – it but seems
Man's heart is made but factitious seeming.

Identifier: | JB/110/236/001 "JB/" can not be assigned to a declared number type with value 110.
Date_1		Marginal Summary Numbering
Box	110	Main Headings
Folio number	236	Info in main headings field
Image	001	Titles
Category	collectanea	Number of Pages	3
Recto/Verso	recto	Page Numbering
Penner	sir john bowring	Watermarks	[[watermarks::[partial motif] <…>19]]
Marginals		Paper Producer
Corrections		Paper Produced in Year	1819
Notes public		ID Number	36226
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