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QUANTRAINS: A SELFISH HEART by FREDERIC ROWLAND MARVIN

First Line: HOW OFT OUR TREMBLING NERVES WE DRUG
Last Line: THAT LOVES ITS OWN SWEET EASE.
Subject(s): SELFISHNESS;
How oft our trembling nerves we drug,
Neglecting the disease;
The trouble is a selfish heart,
That loves its own sweet ease.



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