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© F.Coakley ,
2000
[from Collected Works, T.E.Brown]
IF Dante breathes on me his awful breath,
I rise and go ; but I am sad as death —
I go ; but, turning, who is that I see ?
I whisper:— " Ariosto, wait for me
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