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This heavy burden to uplift, / O Sysiphus, thy pluck is required! / And even though the heart aspired, / Art is long and Time is swift.
Afar from sepulchres renowned, / To a graveyard, quite apart, / Like a broken drum, my heart, / Beats the funeral marches' sound.