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THE LAST WISH
When I resign this world so briary,
To have across the Styx my ferrying,
O, may I die without a DIARY!
And be interr'd without a Bury-ing!
To have across the Styx my ferrying,
O, may I die without a DIARY!
And be interr'd without a Bury-ing!
The poor dear dead have been laid out in vain,
Turn'd into cash, they are laid out again!
Turn'd into cash, they are laid out again!
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