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the roaring of the lion's whelp
By skazka
Fic
But thou dost in thy passages of life Make me believe that thou art only marked For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven To punish my mistreadings.
suaviola
A kiss is only a kiss.
sour herb of grace
Tomorrow, then, Hal comes again. Satisfaction is not requital, and once is not enough.