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Shakespeare His drumming heart cheers up his burning eye , His eye commends the leading to his hand ; His hand , as proud of such a dignity , Smoking with pride , marched on to make his stand On her bare breast , the heart of all her ...
Shakespeare His drumming heart cheers up his burning eye , His eye commends the leading to his hand ; His hand , as proud of such a dignity , Smoking with pride , marched on to make his stand On her bare breast , the heart of all her ...
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Higher and higher every day , Till over the mast at noon – The Wedding - Guest here beat his breast . For he heard the loud bassoon . The bride hath paced into the hall , Red as a rose is she ; Nodding their heads before her goes The ...
Higher and higher every day , Till over the mast at noon – The Wedding - Guest here beat his breast . For he heard the loud bassoon . The bride hath paced into the hall , Red as a rose is she ; Nodding their heads before her goes The ...
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They had tied her up to attention , with many a sniggering jest ; They had bound a musket beside her , with the barrel beneath her breast ! ' Now keep good watch ! ' and they kissed her . She heard the dead man say - Look for me by ...
They had tied her up to attention , with many a sniggering jest ; They had bound a musket beside her , with the barrel beneath her breast ! ' Now keep good watch ! ' and they kissed her . She heard the dead man say - Look for me by ...
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