To Mary Shelley
The world is dreary,
And I am weary
Of wandering on without thee, Mary;
A joy was erewhile
In thy voice and thy smile,
And 'tis gone, when I should be gone too, Mary.
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"De hel, dat zijn de anderen.
hell is other people.
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