How heavy is the toll of sins and wrongs that wealth, power and prestige exact from man!
Things heard of from distance appear bigger than they are.
How men can feel them honoured by the humiliation of their fellow-beings.
The heart's earnest and pure desire is always fulfilled
Ponders on objects of the sense, there springs
Attraction; from attraction grows desire,
Desire flams to fierce passion, passion breeds
Recklessness; then the memory- all betrayed-
Lets noble purpose go, and sops the mind
Till purpose, mind, and man are all Undone.
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