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Arise forth from the couch of lasting night, Thou hate and terror to prosperity, And I will kiss thy detestable bones; And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows; And ring these fingers with thy household worms; And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust, And be a carrion monster like thyself: Come, grin on me; and I will think thou smil'st: And buss thee as thy wife!
Smil'st thou? No? to me naught's perished now! Star and laurel I'll to fools allow, To the dead their marble cell; Love hath granted all as my reward, High o'er man 'twere easy to have soared, So I love him well! MATTHEW. Gossip, you'll like to hear, no doubt!
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