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[II. Yet Stock depreciates, even Banks decay]
Yet Stock depreciates, even Banks decay,Merchant and architect are lowly laid
In purple palls, and the shrewd lords of trade
Lament, for they were wiser in their day
Than the clear sons of light;—but prithee, how
Doth stand the matter, when the years have fled;
What means you concourse thronging where the dead
Old Singer sleeps;—say! do they seek him now?
Now that his dust is scattered on the breath
Of every wind that blows;—what meaneth this?
It means, thou sapient citizen, that death
Heralds the Bard's true life, as with a kiss,
Wakens two immortalities; then bow
To the world's scorn, O Poet, with calm brow.
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