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EPITAPH FOR HIMSELF, by            
First Line: Of many things adulterate
Last Line: He lived while waiting but to die.
Alternate Author Name(s): Corbiere, Tristan
Subject(s): Epitaphs; Imagination; Prisons & Prisoners; Fancy; Convicts


Of many things adulterate:
No penny, yet the friend of fate;
Power enough but naught of will,
Thus free and yet a prisoner still.
Full hearted, yet without full spirit,
A breast for friends–no comrade near it;
Imagination—no ideas,
Love, without the lip that cheers.
Idleness, but no repose.
In him virtue wore vice's clothes.
Blasé although insatiate,
Dead, though not cured of living yet.
Spoiler of life, inopportune;
Parched body, head a tipsy moon.
Hoping, the future he'd deny;
Deceased while waiting life to try
He lived while waiting but to die.





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