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...All are born with a silver spoon in their mouthe whose gums are sound and strong. -Ibid. ч. POETS. Nay, marry not a poet. He will have As many changeling...And toys with March's forward daffodils. He is an April-fool each cuckoo-call Can set a-gaping, and he falls in love With every lamb that frisks its...

...TILDEN F«UN»ATIOIM. HENRY PETERSON. POETS. Nay, marry not a poet. He will have \s many.changeling mistresses as moods. He wantons with the February...And toys with March's forward daffodils. He is an April-fool each cuckoo-call Can set a-gnping, and he falls in love With every lamb that frisks its...

...silver spoon in their mouths whose gums are sound and strong. — Ibid. 132 ' HENR Y PETERSON. POETS. Nay, marry not a poet. He will have As many changeling...And toys with March's forward daffodils. He is an April-fool each cuckoo-call Can set a-gaping, and he falls in love With every lamb that frisks its...

...Hath made love liquid. He melts pearls of song I'tlic bubbling wine of a young maiden's blood. Grosso. Nay, marry not a poet. He will have As many changeling mistresses as moods. He changes with the February winds And toys with March's forward daffodils, He is an April fool each cuckoo...