With such base stigmas marks his name, " And, careless of a future state, . . • " Thus trifles with the shafts of fate. '. " But see, my friend ! the wine is out ! ." You'll wet the other eye, no doubt. " We well may sit a little later, " So bring... The sea shore, with other poems - Seite 72 von Fortescue Hitchins - 1810 - 175 Seiten Vollansicht -
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