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O here, will I set up my everlasting rest and shake the yoke of inauspicious stars from this world-wearied flesh. Eyes look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, O you, the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Posted on April 15, 2010 at 1:29pm 0 Comments 0 Likes
"O here, will I set up my everlasting rest and shake the yoke of inauspicious stars from this world-wearied flesh! eyes look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, O you, the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!"
Posted on April 7, 2010 at 1:13pm 0 Comments 0 Likes


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