(no subject)
arm, arm, and out!
if this which he avouches does appear,
there is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
i 'gin to be aweary of the sun,
and wish the estate o' the world were now undone.
ring the alarum-bell! blow, wind! come, wrack!
at least we'll die with harness on our back.
if this which he avouches does appear,
there is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
i 'gin to be aweary of the sun,
and wish the estate o' the world were now undone.
ring the alarum-bell! blow, wind! come, wrack!
at least we'll die with harness on our back.