142. Dirge of the Three Queens
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William Shakespeare. 1564-1616


URNS and odours bring away!
  Vapours, sighs, darken the day!
Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
  Balms and gums and heavy cheers,
  Sacred vials fill'd with tears,
And clamours through the wild air flying!

  Come, all sad and solemn shows,
  That are quick-eyed Pleasure's foes!
  We convent naught else but woes.


convent
summon
dole
lamentation
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