Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
The works of Samuel Foote, esq., with remarks on each play and an essay by ... - Сторінка clxxv
автори: Samuel Foote - 1830
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