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-- Or after life -- No , no , I will not persuade myself to die , I may not , dare not . And then I wept ; yes , warm tears once more struggled into my eyes soothing yet bitter ; and after I had wept much and called with unavailing anguish , with outstretched arms , for my cruel father ; after my weak frame was exhausted by all variety of plaint I sank once more into reverie , and once more reflected on how I might find that which I most desired ; dear to me if aught were dear , a death-like solitude . I dared not die , but I might feign death , and thus escape from my comforters : they will believe me united to my father , and so indeed I shall be . For alone , when no voice can disturb my dream , and no cold eye meet mine to check its fire , then I may commune with his spirit ; on a lone heath , at noon or at midnight , still I should be near him . His last injunction to me was that I should be happy ; perhaps he did not mean the shadowy happiness that I promised myself , yet it was that alone which I could taste . He did not conceive that ever -LSB- qu . _ never _ ? -RSB-