"E'er and anon, thence hither -
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Yore of this glum gauntness.
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Ye eavesdroppest to my plea -
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Tarry not thy fealty!
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Stint this bereavement dear friend! -
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Wherefore dreegh me?
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Nay leech, nay witch,
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Doth but to cede my pall!"
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Harness gilded, steed mounted.
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Stern - I deem - a sire of conquer.
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Alack! - Solely bethought -
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Mayhap a song by the hearth?!
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Uncouth esquire parch'd my veins -
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Drat this sapling-drag! - Fray me! -
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And heed me! - Aye! - Be naught! -
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Should ye muster daggers in thy brow!
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"Fare well! - my kinsmen -
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I have drunk my last ale -
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Eat and drink well -
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O! - Behold my final skirmish."
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Crops be irk'd by draught -
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Kinsmen waylain by robbers -
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Kine of thine stampeding -
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Curse thee fore'ermore!
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Until then ne'er will I drink wine,
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Nor shall I feel the melodious taste of honey!
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A Song By The Hearth
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| Theatre Of Tragedy |
