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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIFE, by ANONYMOUS
First Line: Whilst smoke arises from my pipe
Last Line: Let's mingle dust to dust
Subject(s): Mortality
First Line: Whilst smoke arises from my pipe
Last Line: Let's mingle dust to dust
Subject(s): Mortality
Whilst smoke arises from my pipe,
Thus to myself I say:
Why should I anxious be for life
Which vanishes away?
Our social snuff-boxes convey
The same ideas just;
As if they silently would say,
Let's mingle dust to dust.
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