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![]() I laughed him into patience: and next morn, Ere the ninth hour, I drunk him to his bed. |
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![]() Thy gory locks at me. |
![]() But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both. |
![]() And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow. |
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