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A man perfect to the finger tips.
A man perfect to the finger tips.
He that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
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He that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.
Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
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Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
Look here, thou vile, predestined sinner,
Doomed to be roasted for a dinner.
He that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.
He that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.
All things in their beeing are good for something.
All things in their beeing are good for something.
Who's to look after the keepers?
Who's to look after the keepers?
When all men have what belongs to them, it cannot bee much.
When all men have what belongs to them, it cannot bee much.
They kindly leave us, but not quite alone,
But in good company, the gout or stone.
They kindly leave us, but not quite alone,
But in good company, the gout or stone.
