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Oh
Death will find me, long before I tire Of watching you; and swing me
Into the shade and loneliness and mire Of the last land
There, waiting patiently,

Oh
snatched away in beauty's bloom,
On thee shall press no ponderous tomb;
But on thy turf shall roses

Oh
Mr
Best, you're very
And all the world shall know it;