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An Epitaph by Walter De La Mare |
Here lies a most beautiful lady,
...Light of step and heart was she:
I think she was the most beautiful lady
...That ever was in the West Country.
But beauty vanishes; beauty passes;
...However rare, rare it be;
And when I crumble who shall remember
...This lady of the West Country? .....An Epitaph by Walter De La Mare
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