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For James Thomson(1834-1882):an Epitaph (Free verse) by vulcan
Here lies he whose mysterious might
Stones'silent prophecy well knew;
Who in perpetual srife with Death and Blight
Left for the unhappy few
And for whomever insomnia is a matter of course
A rueful realm there forever to roam
A realm overshadowed by shades,"The City of Dreadful Night."
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