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'Vidistis ipso rapere de rogo coenam '	A
Catullus LIX	B
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'To publish even one line of an author which he himself has not intended for the public at large especially letters which are addressed to private persons is to commit a despicable act of felony '	-
Heine	C
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I	-
It is not then enough that men who give	D
The best gifts given of man to man should feel	E
Alive a snake's head ever at their heel	E
Small hurt the worms may do them while they live	F
Such hurt as scorn for scorn's sake may forgive	D
But now when death and fame have set one seal	E
On tombs whereat Love Grief and Glory kneel	E
Men sift all secrets in their critic sieve	D
Of graves wherein the dust of death might shrink	G
To know what tongues defile the dead man's name	H
With loathsome love and praise that stings like shame	H
Rest once was theirs who had crossed the mortal brink	G
No rest no reverence now dull fools undress	B
Death's holiest shrine life's veriest nakedness	B
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II	-
A man was born sang suffered loved and died	I
Men scorned him living let us praise him dead	J
His life was brief and bitter gently led	J
And proudly but with pure and blameless pride	I
He wrought no wrong toward any satisfied	I
With love and labour whence our souls are fed	J
With largesse yet of living wine and bread	J
Come let us praise him here is nought to hide	I
Make bare the poor dead secrets of his heart	K
Strip the stark naked soul that all may peer	L
Spy smirk sniff snap snort snivel snarl and sneer	L
Let none so sad let none so sacred part	K
Lie still for pity rest unstirred for shame	H
But all be scanned of all men This is fame	H
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III	-
'Now what a thing it is to be an ass '	-
If one that strutted up the brawling streets	B
As foreman of the flock whose concourse greets	B
Men's ears with bray more dissonant than brass	B
Would change from blame to praise as coarse and crass	B
His natural note and learn the fawning feats	B
Of lapdogs who but knows what luck he meets	B
But all in vain old fable holds her glass	B
Mocked and reviled by men of poisonous breath	M
A great man dies but one thing worst was spared	N
Not all his heart by their base hands lay bared	N
One comes to crown with praise the dust of death	M
And lo through him this worst is brought to pass	B
Now what a thing it is to be an ass	B
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IV	D
Shame such as never yet dealt heavier stroke	O
On heads more shameful fall on theirs through whom	P
Dead men may keep inviolate not their tomb	P
But all its depths these ravenous grave worms choke	O
And yet what waste of wrath were this to invoke	O
Shame on the shameless Even their twin born doom	P
Their native air of life a carrion fume	P
Their natural breath of love a noisome smoke	O
The bread they break the cup whereof they drink	G
The record whose remembrance damns their name	H
Smells tastes and sounds of nothing but of shame	H
If thankfulness nor pity bids them think	G
What work is this of theirs and pause betimes	B
Not Shakespeare's grave would scare them off with rhymes	B

Algernon Charles Swinburne

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