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THE TOLLMEN.
Lo, Silence, Sleep, and Death
Await us on the way,
To take of each the tribute breath
That God himself did pay.
Await us on the way,
To take of each the tribute breath
That God himself did pay.
Nor Solomon's as great,
Nor Cæsar's strong control,
As his who sits beside his gate
To take of each the toll.
Nor Cæsar's strong control,
As his who sits beside his gate
To take of each the toll.
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