By Foreign Hands Thy Dying Eyes Were Clos'd, By Foreign Hands Thy Decent Limbs Compos'd, By Foreign Hands Thy Humble Grave Adorn'd, By Strangers Honoured, And By Strangers Mourn'd!

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By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd,
By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd,
By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd,
By strangers honoured, and by strangers mourn'd!
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
-- To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady, Line 51

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