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Death's Waylaying not the sharpest
Of the thefts of Time—
There Marauds a sorer Robber,
Silence—is his name—
No Assault, nor any Menace
Doth betoken him.
But from Life's consummate Cluster—
He supplants the Balm.

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 28 Aug 2008 9:14 PM | Viewed: 5288 times

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