JOYOUSEST of once embodied spirits, whither at length hast thou flown? to what genial region are we permitted to jecture that thou hast flitted.
Art thou sowing thy WILD OATS yet (the harvest time was still to e with thee) upon casual sands of Avernus? or art thou enag Rover (as we would gladlier think) by wandering Elysian streams?
This mortal frame, while thou didst play thy brief antics amongst us, was in truth any thing but a prison to thee, as the vain Platonist dreams of this body to be er than a ty gaol, forsooth, of some house of durance vile, whereof the five senses are the fetters. Thou k better than to be in a hurry to cast off those gyves; and had notice to quit, I fear, before thou wert quite ready to abandon this fleshly te. It was thy Pleasure House, thy Palace of Dainty Devices; thy Louvre, or thy White Hall.
What new mysterious lodgings dost thou tenant now? or when may we expect thy aerial house-warming?
Tartarus we know, and we have r……（内容加载失败！）
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