...lips were wont to drink The liquor doctors rail at—and which I Will quaff in spite of them—and when we die We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea, And cry out,—heads or tails ? where'er we be. Near that a dusty paint box, some old hooks, An halfburnt match,...

...lips were wont to drink The liquor doctors rail at—and which I Will quaff in spite of them—and when we die We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea, And cry out,—heads or tails ! where'er we be. Near that a dusty paintbox, some old books, A half burnt match,...

...lips were wont to drink The liquor doctors rail at—and which I Will quaff in spite of them—and when we die We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea, And cry out,—heads or tails * where'er we be. Near that a dusty paintbox, some old books, A half burnt match,...

...lips were wont to drink The liquor doctors rail at—and which I Will quaff in spite of them—and when we die We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea, And cry out,—heads or tails Ï where'er we be. Near that a dusty paintbox, some old hooks, A halfburnt match,...

...lips were wont to drink The liquor doctors rail at—and which I Will quaff in spite of them—and when we die We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea And cry out,—heads or tails? where'er we be. Near that a dusty paintbox, some old hooks, A halfburnt match,...

...lips were wont to drink The liquor doctors rail at—and which I Will quaff in spite of them—and when we die We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea And cry out,—heads or tails ? where'er we be. Near that a dusty paintbox, some old hooks, A halfburnt match,...

...lips were wont to drink The liquor doctors rail at—and which I Will quaff in spite of them—and when we die We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea, And cry out,—heads or tails ? where'er we be. Near that a dusty paintbox, some old hooks, A halfburnt match,...

...be again, I think) A thing from which sweet lips were wont to drink The liquor doctors rail at—and which I Will quaff in spite of them ; and, when we die, And cry out "heads or tails!" where'er we be. We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea, Near that,...

...to drink The liquor doctors rail at — and which 1 Will quaff in spite of them — and when we di« We'll toss up who died first of drinking tea, And cry out, — heads or tails ! where'er we be. Near that a dusty paintbox, some old hooks, A halfburnt match, an ¡Tory block, three books, Where...

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