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Chapter 78 78

So mix his body with the dust! It might

Return to what it must far sooner, were

The natural compound left alone to fight

Its way back into earth, and fire, and air,

But the unnatural balsams merely blight

What nature made him at his birth, as bare

As the mere million's base unmummied clay-

Yet all his spices but prolong decay.

            
            

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