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Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury.  1875.
W. Shakespeare
XLV. Fidele
FEAR no more the heat o' the sun 
  Nor the furious winter's rages; 
Thou thy worldly task hast done, 
  Home art gone and ta'en thy wages: 
Golden lads and girls all must,         5
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. 
Fear no more the frown o' the great, 
  Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; 
Care no more to clothe and eat; 
  To thee the reed is as the oak:  10
The sceptre, learning, physic, must 
All follow this, and come to dust. 
Fear no more the lightning-flash, 
  Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone; 
Fear not slander, censure rash;  15
  Thou hast finish'd joy and moan: 
All lovers young, all lovers must 
Consign to thee, and come to dust. 

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