By Janiah Mercolino
solemnity
interesting as truth.
conversations history
and misfortunes. On every point of general literature
unbounded knowledge
the passions of
pity or love, without tears.
feel his own worth
“When younger,” “I believed myself
My feelings were profound;
the worth
in useless grief
myself
But this thought,
which supported me
only lower in the dust.
hopes are nothing;
eternal hell.
creation of a man.
heaven in my
thoughts, burning
of effects.
lofty ambition;
rarely visited my heart;
never, never again to
rise.”
then lose this admirable being?