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“The Old Stoic”
By Emily Brontë “Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream That vanish'd with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, "Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!" Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'Tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, With courage to endure.”
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