Dickory Cronke by Daniel Defoe
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Which shall both time and envy too outlive.
Oh, had I power but equal to my mind, A decent tomb should soon this place adorn, With this inscription: Lo, here lies confined A wondrous man, although obscurely born; A man, though dumb, yet he was nature's care, Who marked him out her own philosopher. |
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