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Heredity

I am the family face;
Flesh perishes, I live on,
Projecting trait and trace
Through time to times anon,
And leaping from place to place
Over oblivion.

The years-heired feature that can
In curve and voice and eye
Despise the human span
Of durance that is I;
The eternal thing in man,
That heeds no call to die


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Poem Heredity - Thomas Hardy