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 For though his body's under hatches,
 His soul has gone aloft.  
 For though his body's under hatches,
 His soul has gone aloft. 
 This Mirabeau's work, then is done. He sleeps with the primeval 
giants. He has gone over to the majority: read more 
 This Mirabeau's work, then is done. He sleeps with the primeval 
giants. He has gone over to the majority: "Abiit ad plures." 
 Farewell, vain world, I've had enough of thee,
 And Valies't not what thou Can'st say of me;
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 Farewell, vain world, I've had enough of thee,
 And Valies't not what thou Can'st say of me;
  Thy Smiles I count not, nor thy frowns I fear,
   My days are past, my head lies quiet here.
    What faults you saw in me take Care to shun,
     Look but at home, enough is to be done. 
 If Paris that brief flight allow,
 My humble tomb explore!
  It bears: "Eternity, be thou
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 If Paris that brief flight allow,
 My humble tomb explore!
  It bears: "Eternity, be thou
   My refuge!" and no more. 
 Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died.
 [Fr., Ne homme--mort epicier.]  
 Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died.
 [Fr., Ne homme--mort epicier.] 
 His form was of the manliest beauty,
 His heart was kind and soft,
  Faithful, below, he did read more 
 His form was of the manliest beauty,
 His heart was kind and soft,
  Faithful, below, he did his duty;
   But now he's gone aloft. 
 If e'er she knew an evil thought
 She spoke no evil word:
  Peace to the gentle! She read more 
 If e'er she knew an evil thought
 She spoke no evil word:
  Peace to the gentle! She hath sought
   The bosom of her Lord. 
 Yet at the resurrection we shall see
 A fair edition, and of matchless worth,
  Free from erratas, read more 
 Yet at the resurrection we shall see
 A fair edition, and of matchless worth,
  Free from erratas, new in heaven set forth. 
 And the voice of men shall call,
 "He is fallen like us all,
  Though the weapon of read more 
 And the voice of men shall call,
 "He is fallen like us all,
  Though the weapon of the Lord was in his hand:"
   And thine epitaph shall be--
    "He was wretched ev'n as we;"
     And thy tomb may be unhonoured in the land.