all-shunn'd

Updated: May 2, 2025

For certain years, perhaps, John Shakspeare moved on in darkness and sorrow: "His familiars from his buried fortunes Slunk all away; left their false vows with him, Like empty purses pick'd; and his poor self, A dedicated beggar to the air, With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty, Walk'd, like contempt, alone."

Thomas De Quincey - Biographical Essays