That I shall sink in death, I know must be; But with that death of mine what life will die? Across the air, I hear my heart's voice cry: Where dost thou bear me reckless one? Descend! Such rashness seldom ends but bitterly'"Fear not the lofty fall" I answer "rend With might the clouds, and be content to die, Ifsuch a gloriousfor us intend."

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