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Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh give me back my heart!
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The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend.
The love where Death has set his seal, Nor age can chill, nor rival steal, Nor falsehood disavow.
Near this spot Are deposited the Remains of one Who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, …
And thou wert lovely to the last, Extinguish'd, not decay'd; As stars that shoot along the sky Shine brightest as they fall from high.
In secret we met In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I…
The Cincinnatus of the West, Whom envy dared not hate, Bequeath'd the name of Washington, To make man blush there was but one!
When we two parted In silence and tears, Half brokenhearted, To sever for years.
The glory and the nothing of a name.
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