XXII.

I'm a philosopher; confound them all![GO]Bills, beasts, and men, and—no! not womankind![GP]With one good hearty curse I vent my gall,

And then my Stoicism leaves nought behind

Which it can either pain or evil call,

And I can give my whole soul up to mind;

Though what is soul, or mind, their birth or growth,

Is more than I know—the deuce take them both![GQ]

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