The Crier
Good Folke, for Gold or Hire, But help me to a Crier; For my poor Heart is run astray After two Eyes, that passe'd this way. O yes, O...
Good Folke, for Gold or Hire, But help me to a Crier; For my poor Heart is run astray After two Eyes, that passe'd this way. O yes, O...
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