In Memoriam 16 I envy not in any moods
I envy not in any
The captive void of noble rage,
The linnet born within the cage,
That never knew the summer woods:
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I envy not in any
The captive void of noble rage,
The linnet born within the cage,
That never knew the summer woods:
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Dear friend, dear brother,
I have owed you
Since many days, the tribute of a song
Shall I cheat you who never did a
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honey people murder mercy U.S.A.
the milkland turn to monsters teach
to kill to violate pull down destroy