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now and then a freshening gale, wakened by hope, bore my spirit
triumphantly towards the bourne: but I could not reach it, even in
fancy-a counteracting breeze blew off land, and continually drove
me back. Sense would resist delirium: judgment would warn
passion. Too feverish to rest, I rose as soon as day dawned.
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