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“O frail mortality!
“Thy flowrets bloom about the human heart
“Like slender blossoms on the slightest stem
“Which Flora's breath may wound! ev'n as the leaf
“Of aspin young, that shivers in the gale
“With which Aurora plays, when first she sheds,
“At earliest tinge of aromatic dawn,
“Fresh gather'd fragrance over earth and heav'n!
“Oh! of what silken texture hast thou wove
“Man's proudest hopes! to which, the waving film
“Whose light web floats across the glowing mead,
“The radiant net-work of a summer day,
“Is as a massive chain, compact and strong!
“O frail! O weak! O poor Mortality!”
“Thy flowrets bloom about the human heart
“Like slender blossoms on the slightest stem
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“Of aspin young, that shivers in the gale
“With which Aurora plays, when first she sheds,
“At earliest tinge of aromatic dawn,
“Fresh gather'd fragrance over earth and heav'n!
“Oh! of what silken texture hast thou wove
“Man's proudest hopes! to which, the waving film
“Whose light web floats across the glowing mead,
“The radiant net-work of a summer day,
“Is as a massive chain, compact and strong!
“O frail! O weak! O poor Mortality!”
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