762 The Whole of it came not at once— `Twas Murder by degrees— A Thrust—and then for Life a chance— The Bliss to cauterize— The Cat reprieves the Mouse She eases from her teeth Just long enough for Hope to tease— Then mashes it to death— `Tis Life`s award—to die— Contenteder if once— Than dying half—then rallying For consciouser Eclipse—SourceThe script ran 0.004 seconds.
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