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One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away; Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. "Vain man," said she, "that doest in vain assay, A mortal thing so to immortalize, For I myself shall like to this decay, And eke...

One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away; Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. "Vain man," said she, "that doest in vain assay, A mortal thing so to immortalize, For I myself shall like to this decay, And eke...