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SWEET SMELL OF THE JUST The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death’s purple altar now, See where the victor-victim bleeds; Your heads must come, To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just smell sweet, and blossom in their dust. James Shirley, “The Contention of Ajax …
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