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By heaven you have destroyed me, my friends!
By heaven you have destroyed me, my friends!
Our doubts are traitors,
And make us lose the good we oft might win,
By fearing to read more
Our doubts are traitors,
And make us lose the good we oft might win,
By fearing to attempt.
It's no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.
It's no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.
We suffer by our proximity. [Who get a blow intended for
another.]
We suffer by our proximity. [Who get a blow intended for
another.]
No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe.
No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe.
Parsons are soules waggoners.
Parsons are soules waggoners.
If things were to be done twice, all would be wise.
If things were to be done twice, all would be wise.
He will go back to the old faith he learnt
Beside his mother's knee.
He will go back to the old faith he learnt
Beside his mother's knee.
