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...Yes, this was once Ambition's airy hall, The dome of Thought, the palace of the Soul ! Behold through each lack-lustre, eyeless hole, The gay recess of...ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement refit ? Well didst thou speak, Athena's wisest son ! " All that we know is, nothing can be known."...

...Yes, this was once amhition's airy hall, The dome of thought, the palace of the soul: Behold through each lack-lustre, eyeless hole, The gay recess of wisdom and of wit, And passion's host, that never brook'd control : Can all, saint, sage, or sophist ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement...

...Yes, this was once ambition's airy hall, The dome of thought, the palace of the soul: Behold through each lack-lustre, eyeless hole, The gay recess of wisdom and of wit, And passion's host, that never brook'd control : Can all, saint, sage, or sophist ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement...

...Yes, this was once ambition's airy hall, The dome of thought, the palace of the soul. Behold, through each lack-lustre, eyeless hole, The gay recess of...host, that never brooked control. Can all, saint, suge, or sophist ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement refit ? TRANSPOSED. Remove thou...

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...of thought, the palace of the soul. Behold, through each lack-lustre, eyeless hole, The gay recfss of wisdom and of wit, And passion's host, that never...ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement refit ? TRANSPOSED. Remove thou yonder skull out from the scattered heaps. Is that a temple, where...

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