Arthur Hugh Clough - "Yes, I have lied, and so must walk my way," lyrics

Yes, I have lied, and so must walk my way, Bearing the liar's curse upon my head; Letting my weak and sickly heart be fed On food which does the present craving stay, But may be clean-denied me e'en today, And though 'twere certain, yet were ought but bread; Letting--for so they say, it seems, I said, And I am all too weak to disobey! Therefore for me sweet Nature's scenes reveal not Their charm; sweet Music greets me and I feel not; Sweet eyes pa** off me uninspired; yea, more, The golden tide of opportunity Flows wafting-in friendships and better,--I Unseeing, listless, pace along the shore.