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SONG by RICHARD LOVELACE

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First Line: IN MINE OWN MONUMENT I LIE
Last Line: I'M LOTH TO BE ALIVE AGAIN.
IN mine own monument I lie,
And in myself am buried;
Sure the quick lightning of her eye
Melted my soul i' th' scabbard dead;
And now like some pale ghost I walk,
And with another's spirit talk.

Nor can her beams a heat convey
That may my frozen bosom warm,
Unless her smiles have pow'r, as they
That a cross charm can countercharm;
But this is such a pleasing pain,
I'm loth to be alive again.



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