Religion

VIII

by Thomas Hardy 1840–1928

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Religion

Till up spoke Michael: “Fie, young dame! You’ve broke your promise,
sly young dame,
By forming this new tie, young dame, and jilting John so true,
Who trudged to-night to sing to ’ee because he thought he’d bring to
’ee
Good wishes as your coming spouse. May ye such trifling rue!”

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