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O Death, O Death, Rock Me Asleep

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O Death, O Death, rock me asleep,
Bring me to quiet rest;
Let pass my weary guiltless ghost
Out of my careful breast.
Toll on, thou passing bell;
Ring out my doleful knell;
Thy sound my death abroad will tell,
For I must die,
There is no remedy.

My pains, my pains, who can express?
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yes, I do agree that it is much older than the americas. it doesn't sound the least bit american anyhow. If it indeed was Anne Bolen's work, she must've been a wonderful poetess.

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Courtney Boyd 14 January 2005

This poem, according to my sources, is MUCH older than the Americas. It is often attributed, in fact, to Anne Boleyn, so has been around since at least the 1600's in England!

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