On Colonel Ed Pellam death

On Collonel Ed[wardl Pellam[s] death

He's gon he's gon
What shall we say
The Fates have trac't the way
To us that follow, and we must Jogg on
First I and then an Other anon
Nothing can over Desteny bear sway
But Soon or Later All must to their rest
As God decrees either accurst or blest.
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