608 Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? Not Death — for who is He? The Porter of my Father`s Lodge As much abasheth me! Of Life? `Twere odd I fear [a] thing That comprehendeth me In one or two existences — As Deity decree — Of Resurrection? Is the East Afraid to trust the Morn With her fastidious forehead? As soon impeach my Crown!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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