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DEATH by ANONYMOUS

First Line: THEN SHALL HE LIE IN THE EARTH
Last Line: OR THE FLUTE'S GAY MELODIES
Subject(s): DEATH; "DEAD, THE;"
THEN shall he lie in the earth
Under the thick dark trees
Not hearing the lyre or the feasters' mirth
Or the flute's gay melodies.



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