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...history and in nature, and receive from each an accession to his power. ' • So lire, that whoa thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To that mysterious realm where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged...

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...caravan, that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but sustain'd and sooth'd By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of...

...before he had attained his majority. He concludes Thanatopen with the lines : ' Live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To that mysterious realm, where eachshall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night...

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...years, matron, and maid, And the sweet babe, and the gray-headed man — Shall one by one be gathered to thy side By those who in their turn shall follow...caravan that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged...

...years, matron, and maid, And the sweet babe, and the grey-headed man — Shall one by one be gathered to thy side By those who in their turn shall follow...caravan that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged...

...caravan, that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon; but, sustain 'd and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of...