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The Sepulchre Of Memory

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley

And where is truth? On tombs? for such to thee
Has been my heart-and thy dead memory
Has lain from childhood, many a changeful year,
Unchangingly preserved and buried there.




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