LII
Is bliss, then, such abyssI must not put my foot amissFor fear I spoil my shoe?
I’d rather suit my footThan save my boot,For yet to buy another pairIs possibleAt any fair.
But bliss is sold just once;The patent lostNone buy it any more.
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