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CONFESSIONS.

1.
What is he buzzing in my ears?
"Now that I come to die,
Do I view the world as a vale of tears?'
Ah, reverend sir, not I!

2.
What I viewed there once, what I view again,
Where the physic bottles stand
On the table's edge,—is a suburb lane,
With a wall to my bedside hand.