There is no cure for birth

This education forms

‘Tis education forms the common mind,
Just as the twig is bent, the tree’s incln’d.
 

There is no cure for birth

There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval.
 

There was a star danced

There was a star danced, and under that was I born.

 

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