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Poem by John Clare
The Universal Epitaph
No flattering praises daub my stone, My frailties and my faults to hide; My faults and failings all are known— I liv'd in sin—in sin I died. And oh! condemn me not, I pray, You who my sad confession view; But ask your soul, if it can say, That I'm a viler man than you.
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