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Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.
Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.
And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far read more
And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world that is the old.
He that makes his bed ill, lies there.
He that makes his bed ill, lies there.
Consider not what may do, but what it will become you to do.
Consider not what may do, but what it will become you to do.
Who is there that, shooting all day long, does not sometimes hit
the mark?
Who is there that, shooting all day long, does not sometimes hit
the mark?
Milke saies to wine, welcome friend.
Milke saies to wine, welcome friend.
As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far
country.
As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far
country.
What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
