I. How happy he, who free from care The rage of courts, and noise of towns; Contented breaths his native air, ... Read full text
Thus let me live, unheard, unknown; Thus unlamented let me dye; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lye Should be 'Die and Lie'
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Thus let me live, unheard, unknown; Thus unlamented let me dye; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lye Should be 'Die and Lie'