Fear death?-to feel the fog in my throat,
The mist in my face.
.......
No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers,
The heroes of old;
Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears. (Robert Browning)

Fear death?-to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face. ....... No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old; Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears.

Robert Browning

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