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Of joys departed,
Not to return, how painful the remembrance!

— Robert Blair The Grave (1743)

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The Schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand,
Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.

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When it draws near to witching time of night.

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The Grave, dread thing!
Men shiver when thou 'rt named: Nature, appall'd,
Shakes off her wonted firmness.

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The common damn'd shun their society.

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The cup goes round:
And who so artful as to put it by!
'T is long since Death had the majority.

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