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Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak So may he rest: his faults lie gently on him! Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break.

Macbeth, Act iv. Sc. 3.

SHAKESPEARE.

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Henry VIII., Activ. Sc. 2.

SHAKESPEARE.

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POEMS OF SORROW

AND ADVERSITY

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"I was Ever thus ! _ Euch hour that came

Still moremitting, bought

Some newer form of guit or shame,
Some newer care for thought.

M. Filmine huims

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