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Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end:
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Be merry, for our time of stay is short.
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'The armour that I saw in your tent to-night, are those stars or suns upon it?
Stars my lord.
Some of them will fall to-morrow, I hope.'
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#amwriting Still in morbid mood with the death of Edward of Woodstock, the Black Prince.