Ye know not that the serious joy
Ye priase is full of earth's alloy;
Of sense to mean ambition wed
And men content to get their bread.
With you a man is not a brother.
Ye leave a place for one another,
But trust your friendships to the chance
Of ever-varying circumstance.
He that lives next to you is dear:
To-morrow if he is not here
Ye strive by no enthusiasm
Of written love to bridge the chasm.
"In absence surely love must fade;
It cannot in the scale be weighed
With comfort or with business gain," -
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Dr. Sargent on Boxing.