Blasphem'd his gods, the dice, and damn'd his fate ; Then gnaw'd his pen, then dash'd it on the ground, Sinking from thought to thought, a vast profound ! Plung'd for his sense, but found no bottom there, Yet wrote and flounder'd on in mere despair.
The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by ... - Page 97
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