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Weep , neighbours , weep ! do you not hear it said That Love is dead ? His death - bed , peacock's folly ; His winding - sheet is shame ; His will , false - seeming holy ; His sole exec'tor , blame . From so ungrateful fancy , From such ...
Weep , neighbours , weep ! do you not hear it said That Love is dead ? His death - bed , peacock's folly ; His winding - sheet is shame ; His will , false - seeming holy ; His sole exec'tor , blame . From so ungrateful fancy , From such ...
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His shipmates drep down dead ; Four times fifty living men , ( And I heard nor sigh nor groan ) With heavy thump , a lifeless lump , They dropped down one by one . The souls did from their bodies fly ,They fled to bliss or woe !
His shipmates drep down dead ; Four times fifty living men , ( And I heard nor sigh nor groan ) With heavy thump , a lifeless lump , They dropped down one by one . The souls did from their bodies fly ,They fled to bliss or woe !
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IS ALLEN TATE ( 1899– ] Ode to the Confederate Dead Row after row with strict impunity The headstones yield their names to the element , The wind whirrs without recollection ; In the riven troughs the splayed leaves Pile up , of nature ...
IS ALLEN TATE ( 1899– ] Ode to the Confederate Dead Row after row with strict impunity The headstones yield their names to the element , The wind whirrs without recollection ; In the riven troughs the splayed leaves Pile up , of nature ...
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