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Each Lonely Scene Shall Thee Restore; For Thee The Tear Be Duly Shed, Belov'd Till Life Can Charm No More, And Mourn'd Till Pity's Self Be Dead.
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Each lonely scene shall thee restore;
For thee the tear be duly shed,
Belov'd till life can charm no more,
And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead.
-- William Collins (1720-1756)
-- Dirge in Cymbeline
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