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It's little I care what path I take, And where it leads it's little I…


Threehundredfortyseven

Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I know Well maybe not that…


Threehundredfortysix

Will some one go to the village newspaper, And gather into a book the…


Threehundredfortyfive

With him I proved no bargain-driver, With you, don't think I'll bate a…


Threehundredfortyfour

Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest — Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!…


Threehundredthirtyeight

Dear shadows, now you know it all, All the folly of a fight With a…


Threehundredthirtysix

The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream— The…


Threehundredthirtythree

But what have I, but what have I, my friend, To give you, what can you…


Threehundredtwentynine

A bird comes flying from the West, It flies for the East, Towards the…


Threehundredtwentyseven

Whence comes man at his birth? or where does death lead him? Whom do you…