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Poor soul the cent|er of | my sin|ful earth,
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Feeding | these reb|el powers | that thee | array
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Why dost | thou pine | within | and suf|fer
dearth,
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Painting | thy out|ward walls | so cost|ly gay?
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Why so | large cost hav|ing so short | a lease,
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Dost thou | upon | thy fad|ing man|sion spend?
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Shall worms,| inher|itors | of this | excess,
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Eat^up | thy charge? | Is this | thy bod|y's end?
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Then soul | live thou upon | thy serv|ant's
loss,
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And let | that pine | to ag|gravate | thy store;
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Buy terms divine | in sel|ling hours | of
dross;
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Within | be fed,| without | be rich | no more:
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So shall | thou feed | on Death,| that feeds | on
men,
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And Death once dead,| there's no | more* dy|ing
then.