"Qu'importe a ces hommes mes freres
Le coeur brise d'un malheureux?
Trop au-dessus de mes miseres,
Mon infortune est si loin d'eux!"
How could I implore sympathy? Would you have given me yours?
I would be almost ashamed to tell how I was in the habit of "mooning
away my time," thinking of Min--when, the first novelty of the office
having worn off, I found my duties so wearisome and easily got through,
that I had nothing to keep me from thinking!