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Who thinks anything of goitre on the Alps?
Who thinks anything of goitre on the Alps?
Scared out of his seven senses.
Scared out of his seven senses.
Fortune, delighting in her cruel task, and playing her wanton
game untiringly, is ever shifting her uncertain favours.
Fortune, delighting in her cruel task, and playing her wanton
game untiringly, is ever shifting her uncertain favours.
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart.
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart.
Although you may strut about, proud of your purse, fortune
changes not birth.
Although you may strut about, proud of your purse, fortune
changes not birth.
Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.
Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.
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.
The Queen, who sat
With lips severely placid felt the knot
Climb in her throat, and with read more
The Queen, who sat
With lips severely placid felt the knot
Climb in her throat, and with her feet unseen
Crushed the wild passion out against the floor.
