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No more wine
then we'll push back chairs and talk
A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith
We ought to have our Abbey back, you see

Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing, I cannot ease the burden of your fears, Or make quick-coming death a little thing, Or bring again the pleasure of past years, Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears, Or hope again for aught that I ca...

Delia, the unkindest girl on earth,
When I besought the fair,
That favour of intrinsic worthA ringlet of her hair,
Refused that instant to