With death doomed to grapple / Beneath this cold slab he / Who lied in the chapel / Now lies in the Abbey.

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The lapse of ages changes all things - time language the earth the bounds of the sea the stars of t

The lapse of ages changes all things - time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing "about around and underneath" man, except man himself.

Maidens like moths are ever caught by glare And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair

Maidens like moths are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.

Absence - that common cure of love.

Absence - that common cure of love.

For truth is always strange, stranger than fiction.

For truth is always strange, stranger than fiction.

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