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But stay! who lends me now an yron pen,
T'engraue within the marble hearts of men
A tragick sceane; which whosoe're shall reade,
His eyes may spare to weepe, and learne to bleed
Carnation teares: If time shall not allow
His death preuented eyes to weepe enow,
Then let his dying language recommend
What's left to his posterity to end.
T'engraue within the marble hearts of men
A tragick sceane; which whosoe're shall reade,
His eyes may spare to weepe, and learne to bleed
Carnation teares: If time shall not allow
His death preuented eyes to weepe enow,
Then let his dying language recommend
What's left to his posterity to end.
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