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393 Did Our Best Moment last— 'Twould supersede the Heaven— A few—and they by Risk—procure— So this Sort—are not given— Except as stimulants—in Cases of Despair— Or Stupor—The Reserve— These Heavenly Moments are— A Grant of the Divine— That Certain as it Comes— Withdraws—and leaves the dazzled Soul In her unfurnished Rooms
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