Of half man, nay half hound, Cast upon me ten as late, My hair faint and frizzed by grabs, All…
From people
Whereat he stirs never but not shaken, So parts ere the ways long the path taken, Along the lone way…
Gales pushing him
Sooner, this gale marching, Follows, now approaching, Caught, soon departs with it, Arrested, brutish and brought; Walking, and then eyes…
But life
How soothing is the evening this we may, Now sings and stands there beheld a way So fair is our…
We and Motion
Where I am Born, there I shall Die, I know Wrong that I have done Right, Give Justice for none…
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