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28375	Vaughan, Henry	Poems of Henry Vaughan, Silurist, Volume II			.txt	text/plain	73394	7224	93	death, and pant after the very dust upon the heads of Thy poor, though Will bring thee as many friends as thou hast lines. To thy rare fancy for, nor dost thou fall And till thou rise again from thy low bed Thus thou thy thoughts hast dress'd in such a strain So thy sad stars dispens'd to thee Poets shall live, when princes die like men. Thou know'st I want thee, and art merely gone Souls with thee, and partake thy joys or care; When Thou Thy blessings here doth strow, Thou hadst ordain'd thy hour of death, Art thou in thy first youth and glories found? O thou that buriest old age in thy grave, Against thy life; alone thou dost arise With what sweet looks doth Thy love shine and thy great name doth run ii. and thy great name doth run ii.	./cache/28375.txt	./txt/28375.txt