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The Legacy

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When in death I shall calmly recline,
O bear my heart to my mistress dear,
Tell her it lived upon smiles and wine
Of the brightest hue, while it linger'd here.
Bid her not shed one tear of sorrow
To sully a heart so brilliant and light;
But balmy drops of the red grape borrow,
To bathe the relic from morn till night.

When the light of my song is o'er,
Then take my harp to your ancient hall;
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Walterrean Salley 23 November 2016
(The Legacy - Poem by Thomas Moore.) **The poet’s swansong conveying his love for his mistress in the event of his passing.
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