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Whan That Aprill With His Shoures Soote The Droghte Of March Hath Perced To The Roote.

There Was The Murdered Corpse, In Covert Laid, And Violent Death In Thousand Shapes Displayed; The City To The Soldier's Rage Resigned; Successless Wars, And Poverty Behind; Ships Burnt In Fight, Or Forced On Rocky Shores, And The Rash Hunter Strangled By The Boars; The Newborn Babe By Nurses Overlaid; And The Cook Caught Within The Raging Fire He Made.

That He Is Gentil That Doth Gentil Dedis.

Ek Gret Effect Men Write In Place Lite; Th'entente Is Al, And Nat The Lettres Space.

One Cannot Be Avenged For Every Wrong; According To The Occasion, Everyone Who Knows How, Must Use Temperance.