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I just remembered one of the other short poems. It's "Endure Eternally" by Lord Byron. It's one of my faves.
But I have lived, and not lived in vain;
My mind may lose it's force,
My blood it's fire:
And my frame may perish even in conquering pain;
But there is that within me which shall tire
Torture and time,
And breathe when I expire.
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