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Must I tell you I regret the vision, for a vision it now seems, -- oh no, -- it was welcome as the light of heaven beaming anew on a wretch long bound in darkness & dismay -- it was dear to me heart as the life with [[underline]] which it [[/underline]] palpitates.-- it clouds the lustre of his talents, enchains his very virtues from their proper energy & action. -- the virtues, the energies, that but for fated me would decorate him in all the glories of fame, -- would reward him with the dearest dispensations of happiness, -- these, but [[underline]] for me, he could [[/underline]] not have missed. he misleads my hopes, to deceive my wishes.--
