"His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony, Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither— They had been fou for weeks thegither!..."
"Fast as the rolling seasons bring The hour of fate to those we love, Each pearl that leaves the broken string Is set in ..."
"Quod tuum'st meum'st; omne meum est autem tuum..."
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