| And death shall have no dominion
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| Dead men naked they shall be one
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| With the man in the wind and the west moon;
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| When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone
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| They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
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| Though they go mad they shall be sane
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| Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
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| Though lovers be lost love shall not;
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| And death shall have no dominion
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| And death shall have no dominion
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| Under the windings of the sea
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| They lying long shall not die windily;
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| Twisting on racks when sinews give way
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| Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
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| Faith in their hands shall snap in two
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| And the unicorn evils run them through;
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| Split all ends up they shan’t crack;
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| And death shall have no dominion
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| And death shall have no dominion
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| No more may gulls cry at their ears
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| Or waves break loud on the seashores;
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| Where blew a flower may a flower no more
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| Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
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| Though they be mad and dead as nails
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| Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
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| Break in the sun till the sun breaks down |
| And death shall have no dominion |