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The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," read more
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," the lady said,
"Saints cannot taste in heaven."
He won't, won't he? Then bring me my boots.
He won't, won't he? Then bring me my boots.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of read more
For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of cold and dry
To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume
The balm of life.
By suppers more have beene killed then Gallen ever cured.
By suppers more have beene killed then Gallen ever cured.
You must endure what is painful to secure that which is
profitable.
You must endure what is painful to secure that which is
profitable.
Success in crime always invites to worse deeds.
Success in crime always invites to worse deeds.
