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Little Lamb, Who Made Thee? Dost Thou Know Who Made Thee?

He Who Shall Teach The Child To Doubtthe Rotting Grave Shall Ne'er Get Out.

I Asked A Thief To Steal Me A Peach: He Turned Up His Eyes. I Asked A Lithe Lady To Lie Her Down: Holy And Meek, She Cries. As Soon As I Went An Angel Came. He Winked At The Thief And Smiled At The Dame- And Without One Word Spoke Had A Peach From The Tree, And 'twixt Earnest And Joke Enjoyed The Lady.

Listen To The Fool's Reproach! It Is A Kingly Title!

He Who Makes His Law A Curse, By His Own Law Shall Surely Die.