Each moment threatened by disease or knife.
Come unto us; here ye at last find rest, -
Rest from the lagging of the dreary years.
Of all good fortune is this not the best,
To live a life free from all sighs and tears;
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Deep peace, disturbed by neither hopes nor fears?
Here rest and happiness and love await,
Beneath the shadow of this peaceful grot.
What is there better than this happy state,
To dwell in peace and rest and suffer not,
"The world forgetting, by the world forgot"?
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