MondayMay 19, 2025
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A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view?
And he that will this health deny, Down among the dead men let him lie.
A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winters day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Disparting towers Trembling all precipitate down dash'd, Rattling around, loud thundering to the moon.
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