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[Variant 144:]

1836 (Expanding four lines into six:)
For come Diseases on, and Penury's rage,
Labour, and Care, and Pain, and dismal Age,
Till, Hope-deserted, long in vain his breath
Implores the dreadful untried sleep of Death.


1815

For come Diseases on, and Penury's rage,
Labour, and Care, and Pain, and dismal Age,
Till, Hope-deserted, long in vain his breath
Implores the dreadful untried sleep of Death.

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[Variant 145:]

1836
A Temple stands; which holds an awful shrine, 1815

A Temple stands; which holds an awful shrine,

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