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Inscription
ON A GARDEN SEAT FORMED FROM THE BONES OF AN OLD RACER.
I
Still, tho' bereft of speed,Compell'd to carry weight;
Alas! unhappy steed,
Death cannot change my fate.
II
Upon the turf still ridden,Denied a grave below,
My weary bones forbidden
The rest that they bestow.
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