Religion
VIII
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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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Hardy, Thomas. “VIII.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/hardy/128/.
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Hardy, Thomas. “VIII.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/hardy/128/.
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