Genre: Classic, Romance
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As virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
“The breath goes now," and some say, “No,"
So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
‘Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.
A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning by John Donne (1572-1631)
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Narration by Nathan James Norman
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