Chapter 19 CREST AND GULF.

Much woe that man befalls

Who does not run when sent, nor come when Heaven calls;

But whether he serve God, or his own whim,

Not matters, in the end, to any one but him;

And he as soon

Shall map the other side of the Moon,

As trace what his own deed,

In the next chop of the chance gale, shall breed.

This he may know:

His

            
            

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