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Hee that loves the tree, loves the branch.
Hee that loves the tree, loves the branch.
Now o'er his tomb and happy ashes will not violets spring?
Now o'er his tomb and happy ashes will not violets spring?
See the effect of commercial intercourse.
See the effect of commercial intercourse.
How much of injustice and depravity is sanctioned by custom!
How much of injustice and depravity is sanctioned by custom!
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last read more
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
Such as she is, who died to-day,
Such thou alas! mayst be to-morrow.
Such as she is, who died to-day,
Such thou alas! mayst be to-morrow.