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Live ye, he says, I flee.

Live ye, he says, I flee.

Who comes with Summer to this earth
And owes to June her day of birth,
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Who comes with Summer to this earth
And owes to June her day of birth,
With ring of Agate on her hand,
Can health, wealth, and long life command.

But death is sure to kill all he can get
And all is fish with him that comes to read more

But death is sure to kill all he can get
And all is fish with him that comes to net.

The deep slumber of a decided opinion.

The deep slumber of a decided opinion.

Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
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Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days of peril firm and brave,
And wear a Bloodstone to their grave.