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EPITAPH.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

[Published by Mrs. Shelley, “Posthumous Poems”, 1824.]

 

These are two friends whose lives were undivided;

So let their memory be, now they have glided

Under the grave; let not their bones be parted,

For their two hearts in life were single-hearted.

 

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