FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the ... - Page 94
by William Shakespeare - 1803
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