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what a grudge I am bearing against Death, that is standing in her two eyes, and will not call me with a word.
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Great is my envy of death whose curt hard sword Carried her whom I called my life away; Me he disdains, and mocks me from her eyes!
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Five enemies of peace inhabit with us--avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.
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Five enemies of peace inhabit with us -- avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.
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Oh, may she deign to stand at my bedside When I come to die; and may she call to me And draw me to her in the blessed place!
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