81: I forget so much memory is powered by mistakes = my gentle verse.
Versus I forget umbrage derives from distortion = from a common grave

Fond pleas, fractured time, your and my memory, our deaths and morbidity — all survive.

For in the mouths of men death shall live in thoughts of dying,


Thoughts still read by tongues to be also rehearsing their life with the dead. Haven’t I

Lived to breathe your epitaph? Shall I lie?