Against Mourning
Men justly prayse the Thracians who do mourn
When children from their mothers womb are born;
But dead, they think they every way are blest,
Because the fates have laid them to their rest
For they well know, all men are born to ill,
But being dead, they've peace and quiet still.
When children from their mothers womb are born;
But dead, they think they every way are blest,
Because the fates have laid them to their rest
For they well know, all men are born to ill,
But being dead, they've peace and quiet still.
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