"The Relic"
When my grave is brokeup againSome second guest to entertain For graves have learn'd that woman head
To be to more than one a bedAnd she that digs it spiesA bracelet if bright hair about the bone
Will not she let us aloneAnd think that there a loving couple liesWho thought that this device might be some way
To make their souls at the last busy dayMeet at this grave and make a little stayIf this fall in a time or landwhere mass-devotion doth command!
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