
时间:2006-08-01
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The day is past and gone
The evening shades appear
Oh may we all remember well
The night of death is near
We lay our garments by
Upon our beds to rest:
So death will soon disrobe us all
Of what we here possess
And when our days are past
And we from time remove
Oh may we in thy bosom rest
Thy bosom of thy love