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As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came.Alexander PopeWrite now →Details & source
She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh The difference to me!William WordsworthWrite now →Details & source