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Sonner 71



No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell ;
Nay, if you read this line, remember not 
The hand that write it, for I love you so,
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,
If thinking on me then should make you woe,
O! if, I say, you look upon this verse
when I perhaps compounded am with clay,
Do not so much as my poor name rehearse;
      Lest the wise world should look into your moan,
      And mock you with me after I am gone.
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