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‘—Some there are, ere spent my vital days,
Within whose breasts my tomb I wish to raise;
Loved in my life, lamented in my end,
Their praise would crown me, as their precepts mend.’—
R. WEST.
Within whose breasts my tomb I wish to raise;
Loved in my life, lamented in my end,
Their praise would crown me, as their precepts mend.’—
R. WEST.
| Poems by Mrs. Opie | |