XLIX.

But this is not my maxim: had it been, Some heart-aches had been spared me: yet I care not-- I would not be a tortoise in his screen Of stubborn shell, which waves and weather wear not: 'Tis better on the whole to have felt and seen That which Humanity may bear, or bear not: 'Twill teach discernment to the sensitive, And not to pour their Ocean in a sieve.