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148 POEMS,

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IMMORTALITY.

TT is an honorable thought, -* And makes one lift one's hat, As one encountered gentlefolk Upon a daily street,

That we Ve immortal place, Though pyramids decay,

And kingdoms, like the orchard, Flit russetly away.

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