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Oh teach me to see death, and not to fear,
But rather to take truce;
Even such is man, whose borrowed light
Is straight called in, and paid to night.
Tell me no more how fair she is,
I have no minde to hear
But what I practise with mine eyes.
By which wet glasses I find out
That fit of fire
Once off, our bodies shall aspire
But hark! My pulse, like a soft drum
Beats my approach, tells thee I come;
We must in tears
Unwind a love knit up in many years.
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