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  Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage...
• A cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tiber in 't.
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• I could not love thee, dear, so much, Lov'd I not honour more.
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• Then shall our names, Familiar in his mouth Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,-- Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered.
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• The morning sun may kiss the grass, The clock may kiss the hours that pass, The flowing wine may kiss the glass, And you, my friends --- drink hearty!
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