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My days of love are over: me no more
The charms of maid, wife, and still less of widow,
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My days of love are over: me no more
The charms of maid, wife, and still less of widow,
Can make the fool of; that they made before:
In fact I must not lead the life I did do.
A brute without a single redeeming point.
A brute without a single redeeming point.
He touches nothing but he adds a charm.
He touches nothing but he adds a charm.
A naughty child is better sick then whole.
A naughty child is better sick then whole.
My hair is grey, but not with years.
My hair is grey, but not with years.
Kings play the fool, and the people suffer for it.
Kings play the fool, and the people suffer for it.
All soils are not fertile.
All soils are not fertile.
She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud,
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She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud,
Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought;
And, with a green and yellow melancholy,
She sat like Patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief.
