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Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
She read more
Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
She hates the smell of roses!
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
Our neighbour's crop is always more fruitful and his cattle
produce more milk than our own.
Our neighbour's crop is always more fruitful and his cattle
produce more milk than our own.
To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free,
These are imperial arts.
To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free,
These are imperial arts.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays,
And confident to-morrows.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays,
And confident to-morrows.
No injury can be complained of by a consenting party.
No injury can be complained of by a consenting party.
The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.
The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.
She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]
She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]
