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The finishing stroke of all sorrow.
The finishing stroke of all sorrow.
He makes a great row but does nothing.
He makes a great row but does nothing.
He who says what he likes, must hear what he does not like.
He who says what he likes, must hear what he does not like.
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest read more
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought.
Take heed of a young wench, a prophetesse, and a Lattin bred
woman.
Take heed of a young wench, a prophetesse, and a Lattin bred
woman.
Faire is not faire, but that which pleaseth.
Faire is not faire, but that which pleaseth.
He would stroke
The head of modest and ingenuous youth,
That blushed at its own praise.
He would stroke
The head of modest and ingenuous youth,
That blushed at its own praise.
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth,
Contagious blastments are are most imminent.
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth,
Contagious blastments are are most imminent.
