"Southward with fleet of ice Sailed the corsair Death; Wild and fast blew the blast, And the east-wind was his breath."

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Suddenly, I viddied what I had to do, and what I had wanted to do, and that was to do myself in; to snuff it, to blast off for ever out of this wicked, cruel world. One moment of pain perhaps and, then, sleep forever, and ever and ever.

— Anthony Burgess