XXVIII

"And therefore, though thy name shall pass away,

Even as a cloud that hath wept all its showers,

Yet as that cloud shall live again one day

In the glad grass, and in the happy flowers,

So in thy thoughts, though clothed in sweeter rhymes,

Thy life shall bear its flowers in future times."

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