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AN EPITAPH by ANONYMOUS

First Line: AT THREE-SCORE WINTER'S END I DIED
Last Line: AND WISH MY FATHER NEVER HAD
Subject(s): DESPAIR;
AT threescore winters' end I died,
A cheerless being, sole and sad;
The nuptial knot I never tied,
And wish my father never had.



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