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[hils]

And thou art dead, as young and fair
As aught of mortal birth;
And form so soft, and charms so rare,
Too soon returned to earth!
Though earth received them in her bed,
And o'er the spot the crowd may tread
In carelessness or mirth,
There is an eye which could not brook
A moment on that grave to look

~ Lord Byron (1816)

Now I just wish I didn't have Blackadder quotes in my head

"Oh, Mr Byron, don't be such a big girl's blouse!"