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Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest read more
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought.
He that hath not the craft, let him shut up shop.
He that hath not the craft, let him shut up shop.
Snuffling through his nose some stale joke.
Snuffling through his nose some stale joke.
You shall never want rope enough.
You shall never want rope enough.
Do not expect good from another's death.
Do not expect good from another's death.
The river past, and God forgotten.
The river past, and God forgotten.
Fortune to one is Mother, to another is Step-mother.
Fortune to one is Mother, to another is Step-mother.
