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The sow that was washed is turned to her wallowing in the mire.
The sow that was washed is turned to her wallowing in the mire.
Hee that labours and thrives spins gold.
Hee that labours and thrives spins gold.
A woman once fallen will shrink from no impropriety.
A woman once fallen will shrink from no impropriety.
Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.
Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.
The reasons of the poore weigh not.
The reasons of the poore weigh not.
My soul is dark! oh quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear.
My soul is dark! oh quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear.
Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.
Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.
But ask not thou if happiness be there,
If the loud laugh disguise convulsive throe,
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But ask not thou if happiness be there,
If the loud laugh disguise convulsive throe,
Or if the brow the heart's true livery wear.
