The Beggar's Soliloquy
INow, this, to my notion, is pleasant cheer,To lie all alone on a ragged heath,Where your nose isn't sniffing for bones or beer,But a peat-fire smells...
INow, this, to my notion, is pleasant cheer,To lie all alone on a ragged heath,Where your nose isn't sniffing for bones or beer,But a peat-fire smells...
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