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Take them, O Death! and bear away / Whatever thou canst call thine own! / Thine image, stamped upon this clay, / Doth give thee that, but that alone!
Take them, O Grave! and let them lie / Folded upon thy narrow shelves, / As garments by the soul laid by, / And precious only to ourselves!
Take them, O great Eternity! / Our little life is but a gust / That bends the branches of thy tree, / And trails its blossoms in the dust!