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Andrew Marvell - An EpitaphAndrew Marvell - An Epitaph
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ENOUGH; and leave the rest to Fame! `Tis to commend her, but to name. Courtship which, living, she declined, When dead, to offer were unkind: Nor can the truest wit, or friend, Without detracting, her commend. To say—she lived a virgin chaste In this age loose and all unlaced; Nor was, when vice is so allowed, Of virtue or ashamed or proud; That her soul was on Heaven so bent, No minute but it came and went; That, ready her last debt to pay, She summ`d her life up every day; Modest as morn, as mid-day bright, Gentle as evening, cool as night: —`Tis true; but all too weakly said. `Twas more significant, she`s dead.
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