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An ill labourer quarrells with his tooles.
An ill labourer quarrells with his tooles.
Never less alone, than when alone.
Never less alone, than when alone.
A word once spoken cannot be recalled.
A word once spoken cannot be recalled.
Lips that touch liquor will never touch mine.
Lips that touch liquor will never touch mine.
The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in
the contemplation of the past.
The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in
the contemplation of the past.
There is a devil in every berry of the grape.
There is a devil in every berry of the grape.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
Stay a while, that we may make an end the sooner.
Stay a while, that we may make an end the sooner.
