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-from  every  pore  of  the  body  drips  blood  never  stopping
-sorrow  that  you  know  if  turned  to  fire
-sorrow  a  natural  cleanser  of  soul finds  no  heart
-sorrow  of  love  is  not  rqual to  sorrow  of  poverty
-death  put  them  to shame  , why  not  sunk in the sea
-no mournerers  of  funerals  , no  tombs  for  memorials