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Praise it—'tis dead—
It cannot glow—
Warm this inclement Ear
With the encomium it earned
Since it was gathered here—
Invest this alabaster Zest
In the Delights of Dust—
Remitted—since it flitted it
In recusance august.

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 29 Aug 2008 2:23 AM | Viewed: 4935 times

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