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Thy hand, Belinda; darkness shades me
On thy bosom let me rest
More I would, but Death invades me
Death is now a welcome guest
When I am laid, am laid in earth,
May my wrongs create
No trouble, no trouble in thy breast;
When I am laid, am laid in earth,
May my wrongs create
No trouble, n trouble in thy breast;
Remember me, remember me
But ah! forget my fate
Remember me,
But ah! forget my fate
Remember me, remember me
But ah! forget my fate
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