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IN MEMORIAM 
 
 
We shall once more (for your sake !) 
 Be the men that Shakespeare found us. 
All our life and lust awake !   
 All your love and joy surround us 
Smooth and deadly as a snake !   
 
Thus I build your monument, 
 Happy martyrs, passion-crowned !   
Death your holiest sacrament, 
 Life mere garlands that you wound 
Laughing on your brows, and rent !   
 Fare ye well, O world-renowned !   
Enter into great content !