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No, no, my dream was lengthen'd after life; Give me the light; upon thy life I charge thee, Then, window, let day in, and let life out. My life were better ended by their hate We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases For now they kill me with a living death. That almost freezes up the heat of life: If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life. Your bedded hairs, like life in excrements, It was, as I have seen it in his life, Who wear our health but sickly in his life, Even on the pith of life. Where is he gone? Life and these lips have long been separated: The life o' the building. Then, window, let day in, and let life out. For who is living, if those two are gone? Poor living corse, clos'd in a dead man's tomb! The single and peculiar life is bound, And it gets even better! Woe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by life usurp'd,