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Who spits against heaven, it falls in his face.
Who spits against heaven, it falls in his face.
Modred's narrow foxy face,
Heart hiding smile, and gray persistent eye.
Modred's narrow foxy face,
Heart hiding smile, and gray persistent eye.
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year,
. . . .
I crown thee king of intimate read more
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year,
. . . .
I crown thee king of intimate delights,
Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness,
And all the comforts that the lowly roof
Of undisturb'd Retirement, and the hours
Of long uninterrupted evening, know.
The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in
the contemplation of the past.
The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in
the contemplation of the past.
Ready mony is a ready Medicine.
Ready mony is a ready Medicine.
There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.
There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.
My age, my inclinations, are no longer what they were.
My age, my inclinations, are no longer what they were.
The anger of those in authority is always weighty.
The anger of those in authority is always weighty.
And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.
And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.
