Robert Louis Stevenson
De Coenatione Micae - Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
LOOK round: You see a little supper room;
But from my window, lo! great Caesar's tomb!
And the great dead themselves, with jovial breath
Bid you be merry and remember death.
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