The earthly paradise
Of Heaven or Hell i have no power to sing
I cannot ease the burden of your fears
Or make quick coming death a little thing
Or Bring again the pleasure of past years
Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears
Or hope again for ought that i can say
The idle singer of an empty day.
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