My Epitaph
YOUTH, Nature, and relenting Jove,To keep my lamp in strongly strove;But Romanelli was so stout,He beat all three--and blew it out.
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YOUTH, Nature, and relenting Jove,To keep my lamp in strongly strove;But Romanelli was so stout,He beat all three--and blew it out.
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