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 | The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich |  |
THE GRAVE OF EDWIN BOOTH
In narrow space, with Booth, lie housed in deathIago, Hamlet, Shylock, Lear, Macbeth.
If still they seem to walk the painted scene,
'T is but the ghosts of those that once have been.
| The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich | |