By Dream I Saw One Of The Three Sisters Of Fate Appear To Me; Close To My Bedside She Did Stand, Showing Me There A Firebrand; She Told Me Too, As That Did Spend, So Drew My Life Unto An End. Three Quarters Were Consum'D Of It; Only Remained A Little Bit, Which Will Be Burnt Up By-And-By; Then, Julia, Weep, For I Must Die.
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