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THYESTES, ACT 2: CHORUS by LUCIUS ANNAEUS SENECA

First Line: CLIMB AT COURT FOR ME THAT WILL
Last Line: DEATH TO HIM'S A STRANGE SURPRISE.
Subject(s): DEATH; PUBLIC SERVICE; DEAD, THE;
Climb, at Court, for me, that will,
Tottering favour's pinnacle;
All I seek is to lie still;
Settled in some secret nest,
In calm leisure let me rest,
And, far off the public stage,
Pass away my silent age.
Thus, when, without noise, unknown,
I have lived out all my span,
I shall die, without a groan,
And old honest countryman.
Who, exposed to others' eyes,
Into his own heart ne'er pries,
Death to him's a strange surprise.




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