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“Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and shew'd how fields were won.”
Provenance
- Source:
- The Deserted Village. Line 157.
- Type:
- Book
- Confidence:
- 0.85
- Indexed:
- 2026-07-04
- Hash:
- dcc52a559c68c5264c92e2fce90ee5cc2880d900505932bf640eef2a5bf1ece3
public domain
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 9th ed. (Little, Brown, 1905), public domain
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