A Tragic Fate

I fear, too early, for my mind misgives

Some consequence yet hanging in the stars

Shall bitterly begin its fearful date

With this night's revels, and expire the term

Of a despised life, clos'd in my breast

By some vile forfiet of untimely death.

But He that hath the steerage of my course

Direct my [sail]! On lusty gentlemen!

 

 

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