Yea, thou shalt die, And lie Dumb in the silent tomb; Nor to thy name Shall there be any fame In ages yet to be or years to come: For of the flowering Rose, Which on Pieria blows, Thou hast no share: But in sad Hades` house, Unknown, inglorious, `Mid the dim shades that wander there Shalt thou flit forth and haunt the filmy air.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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