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Interchange I shall return poetry unto thee, if thou shouldst instil inspiration in me. I shall offer delight unto thee, if 'thou wouldst cheer my heart. I shall yield thee its quintessence, if thou shouldst proffer me ambrosia; but what, save sighs, could I offer thee, if thou shouldst accord sheer frustrations unto me? Speak, what wouldst thou offer me now?
Intoxicant To what mental enslavement is a man reduced by the habit of a stimulant! When a millionaire, or, for that matter, a great potentate succumbs to the evil habit of an intoxicant like tea or cigarette, wine or some such other thing, he would not feel ashamed in asking for it even of a man far beneath him. What lowlier abjectness or humiliation could ever be conceived than this?
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