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The singing man keepes his shop in his throate.
The singing man keepes his shop in his throate.
O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is read more
O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is bestial.
He is a fool who thinks by force or skill,
To turn the current of a woman's will.
He is a fool who thinks by force or skill,
To turn the current of a woman's will.
The first and last frosts are the worst.
The first and last frosts are the worst.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled read more
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
They are raised on high that their fall may be the greater.
They are raised on high that their fall may be the greater.
Spare your breath to cool your porridge.
Spare your breath to cool your porridge.
In a long journey straw waighs.
In a long journey straw waighs.
