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And, as a vapor or a drop of rain, Once lost, can ne'er be found again, So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade, All love, all liking, all delight Lies drowned with us in endless night. -Robert Herrick (1591-1673), Corinna's Going a-Maying |
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