Cry "Havoc" and let slip the dogs of war
That... Be not told of my death
Or made to grieve on account of me
And that I be not buried in consecrated ground
And that no sexton be asked to toll the bell
And that nobody is wished to see my body
And that no mourners walk at my funeral
And that no flowers be planted on my grave
And that no man remember me
To this I put my name.
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