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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."
They say, best men are moulded out of faults.
They say, best men are moulded out of faults.
What is the matter with Kansas?
What is the matter with Kansas?
Old soldiers never die;
They fade away!
Old soldiers never die;
They fade away!
He that hath the spice, may season as he list.
He that hath the spice, may season as he list.
Every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingredient is a devil.
Every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingredient is a devil.
Neither praise nor dispraise thy selfe, thy actins serve the
turne.
Neither praise nor dispraise thy selfe, thy actins serve the
turne.
That least pleases us which is most urged on us.
That least pleases us which is most urged on us.
