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After supper walk a mile.
After supper walk a mile.
It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.
It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.
A man perfect to the finger tips.
A man perfect to the finger tips.
Every man's friend is no man's friend.
Every man's friend is no man's friend.
The rills of pleasure never run sincere,
(Earth has no unpolluted spring)
From the cursed soil some read more
The rills of pleasure never run sincere,
(Earth has no unpolluted spring)
From the cursed soil some dang'rous taint they bear;
So roses grow on thorns, and honey wears a sting.
We must love, as looking one day to hate.
We must love, as looking one day to hate.
We are born poets. we become orators.
We are born poets. we become orators.
His essences turn the live air sick.
His essences turn the live air sick.
