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When the old junk man Death
I have to admit it's a strange feeling
Meintjes Kopje! Meintjes Kopje!
Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life,
Heavy with haze that merges and melts free
He said, and pass'd with sad presaging heart
When men shall find thy flower, thy glory, pass,
Because he was a butcher and thereby

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Be steadfast as a tower that doth not bend its stately summit to the tempest’s shock.
— Dante Alighieri