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EPITAPH by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES

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First Line: THE FORM'S DIVINITY, THE HEART'S BEST GRACE
Last Line: OF ONE BEST UNION OF THAT DEATHLESS TWAIN.
Subject(s): EPITAPHS; GRAVES; TOMBS; TOMBSTONES;
THE form's divinity, the heart's best grace,
Where are they? Have they their immortal throne
Upon thy maiden's thought, and peerless face,
Thou cold-eyed reader? Yet beneath this stone
Dust lies, weeds grow: and this is the remain
Of one best union of that deathless twain.



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