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Painting the sensual with thy hues divine,—
Thou turn'st away thy face, while scattering
Perchance upon his brow some fading flowers,
Of which he strives to twine a funeral crown,
Spending his life to weave a wreath of death!

— Zygmunt Krasiński The Undivine Comedy (1833)

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Alas! thou sufferest, too, although thy pangs
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