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XVI.
Not here, not here! I beg it as a boon;If ye dare weep and hope to be forgiv'n,
Lay not the poet of the village here,
Where comes no sunlight, save the grin of noon!
But to that grave-yard, full of peace and heav'n,
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(Who lived beloved, to die forgotten soon,)
Bear ye the child of flowers. Oh, lay him near
His grandsire's bones! for thither—when the wind
Bends the young twig, or shakes the old leaf down—
May stray (too scornful of the plunder'd town,)
Some hopeful, worth-respecting bard sublime.
Who (in man's ashes honouring human kind,)
May read the name of both, and do it into rhyme.
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