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TOUT LA LYRE, SELS. by VICTOR MARIE HUGO

First Line: LET US PASS ON, FOR IT IS THE LAW WHICH NO ONE CAN EVADE
Last Line: WEEP OVER CRADLES AND SMILE AT GRAVES

Poem Sources:

LIMITS OF ART.
  CAIRNS, HUNTINGTON (ED.)
  (1948)
 



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