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Elegy

Rating: 2.8

Jefferson Davis: 1808-1889

No more the white refulgent streets.
Never the dry hollows of the mind
Shall he in fine courtesy walk
Again, for death is not unkind.

A civil war cast on his fame,
The four years' odium of strife
Unbodies his dust; love cannot warm

His tall corpuscles to this life.
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