Under This Marble, Or Under This Sill, Or Under This Turf, Or E'En What They Will; Whatever An Heir, Or A Friend In His Stead, Or Any Good Creature Shall Lay O'Er My Head, Lies One Who Ne'er Cared, And Still Cares Not A Pin What They Said, Or May Say, Of The Mortal Within: But Who, Living And Dying, Serene Still And Free, Trusts In God, That As Well As He Was, He Shall Be.
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