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Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.
Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.
An oath that is not to bee made is not to be kept.
An oath that is not to bee made is not to be kept.
A man so various, that he seem'd to be
Not one, but all mankind's epitome;
Stiff in read more
A man so various, that he seem'd to be
Not one, but all mankind's epitome;
Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong.
Was everything by starts, and nothing long;
But in the course of one revolving moon,
Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon.
I too am not powerless, and my weapons strike hard.
I too am not powerless, and my weapons strike hard.
And maidens call it--Love in idleness.
And maidens call it--Love in idleness.
