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 46. Jeremiah  "O that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring  men; that I might leave my people, and go from them!"  "WOE'S me!" the peaceful prophet cried, "Spare me this troubled life; To stem man's wrath, to school his pride, To head the sacred strife!  "O place me in some silent vale, Where groves and flowers abound; Nor eyes that grudge, nor tongues that rail, Vex the truth-haunted ground!"  If his meek spirit err'd, opprest That God denied repose, What sin is ours, to whom Heaven's rest Is pledged, to heal earth's woes?  Off Galita .  December 22, 1832.