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<h2> XII </h2>
<p>All of those greats: Alexander, Caesar and Henry and Fredrick,<br/>
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Gladly would share with me half of their hard fought renown,<br/>
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Could I but grant them my bed for one single night, and its comfort,<br/>
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But the poor wretches are held stark in cold Orkian grip.<br/>
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Therefore, ye living, rejoice that love keeps you warm for a while yet,<br/>
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Until cold Lethe anoints, captures your foot in its flight.<br/></p>
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