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Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine. With the breath thou givest and takest , ' Mongst our mourners shalt thou go . Here the anthem doth commence : Love and constancy is dead ; Phoenix and the turtle fled In a mutual flame from hence . So ...
Robert Penn Warren, Albert Erskine. With the breath thou givest and takest , ' Mongst our mourners shalt thou go . Here the anthem doth commence : Love and constancy is dead ; Phoenix and the turtle fled In a mutual flame from hence . So ...
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... breath , Each hour more innocent and pure , Till you shall wither into death . Then that which living gave you room , Your glorious sepulcher shall be . There wants no marble for a tomb , Whose breast hath marble been to me . Nox Nocti ...
... breath , Each hour more innocent and pure , Till you shall wither into death . Then that which living gave you room , Your glorious sepulcher shall be . There wants no marble for a tomb , Whose breast hath marble been to me . Nox Nocti ...
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... breathing thoughtful breath , A traveller between life and death ; The reason firm , the temperate will , Endurance , foresight , strength , and skill ; A perfect woman , nobly planned , To warn , to comfort , and command ; And yet a ...
... breathing thoughtful breath , A traveller between life and death ; The reason firm , the temperate will , Endurance , foresight , strength , and skill ; A perfect woman , nobly planned , To warn , to comfort , and command ; And yet a ...
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