THY gift, thy tables,
are within my brain |
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Full characterd with lasting memory, |
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Which shall above that idle rank remain, |
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Beyond all date, even to eternity: |
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Or, at the least, so long as brain and heart |
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Have faculty by nature to subsist; |
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Till each to razd oblivion yield his
part |
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Of thee, thy record never can be missd. |
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That poor retention could not so much hold, |
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Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score; |
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Therefore to give them from me was I bold, |
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To trust those tables that receive thee more: |
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To keep an adjunct to remember
thee |
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Were to import forgetfulness
in me. |
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