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"Whate’er she meant by it, bury it with me,
For since I am
Love’s martyr, it might breed idolatry,
If into other hands these relics came.
As ‘twas humility
To afford to it all that a soul can do,
So ‘tis some bravery,
That since you would have none of me, I bury some of you."
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  The Funeral, John Donne



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