Blood hath been shed ere now, i th olden time, Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal; Ay, and since too, murders have been performd Too terrible for the ear: the times have been, That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end, but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools: this is more strange Than such a murder is...Happy Birthday Billy.
Posted on: Thu, 24 Apr 2014 11:37:03 +0000
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