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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. IV. The Nineteenth Century: Wordsworth to Rossetti
Mr. Cypress’s Song in Ridicule of Lord Byron (from Nightmare Abbey)
By Thomas Love Peacock (1785–1866)
THERE is a fever of the spirit,
  The brand of Cain’s unresting doom,
Which in the lone dark souls that bear it
  Glows like the lamp in Tullia’s tomb:
Unlike that lamp, its subtle fire        5
  Burns, blasts, consumes its cell, the heart,
Till, one by one, hope, joy, desire,
  Like dreams of shadowy smoke depart.
When hope, love, like itself, are only
  Dust—spectral memories—dead and cold—        10
The unfed fire burns bright and lonely,
  Like that undying lamp of old:
And by that dreary illumination,
  Till time its clay-built home has rent,
Thought broods on feeling’s desolation—        15
  The soul is its own monument.

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