Columbine"And can the physician make sick men well,And can the magician a fortune divineWithout lily, germander, and sops in wine?With sweet-brier,And bon-fire,And strawberry-wire,And columbine.""Within and out, in and out, round as a ball,With hither and thither, as straight as a line,With lily, germander, and sops in wine.With sweet-brierAnd bon-fireAnd strawberry-wireAnd columbine.""Any lass for a Duke, a Duke who wears green,In lands where the sun and the moon do not shine,With lily, germander, and sops in wine.With sweet-brierAnd bon-fireAnd strawberry-wireAnd columbine.""When Aubrey did live there lived no poor,The lord and the beggar on roots did dineWith lily, germander, and sops in wine.With sweet-brierAnd bon-fire,And strawberry-wire,And columbine.""There are windfalls of dreams, there's a wolf in the stars,And Life is a nymph who will never be thine,With lily, germander, and sops in wine.With sweet-brier,And bon-fire,And strawberry-wire,And columbine."
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"And can the physician make sick men well,And can the magician a fortune divineWithout lily, germander, and sops in wine?With sweet-brier,And bon-fire,And strawberry-wire,And columbine."
"And can the physician make sick men well,
And can the magician a fortune divine
Without lily, germander, and sops in wine?
With sweet-brier,
And bon-fire,
And strawberry-wire,
And columbine."
"Within and out, in and out, round as a ball,With hither and thither, as straight as a line,With lily, germander, and sops in wine.With sweet-brierAnd bon-fireAnd strawberry-wireAnd columbine."
"Within and out, in and out, round as a ball,
With hither and thither, as straight as a line,
With lily, germander, and sops in wine.
With sweet-brier
And bon-fire
And strawberry-wire
And columbine."
"Any lass for a Duke, a Duke who wears green,In lands where the sun and the moon do not shine,With lily, germander, and sops in wine.With sweet-brierAnd bon-fireAnd strawberry-wireAnd columbine."
"Any lass for a Duke, a Duke who wears green,
In lands where the sun and the moon do not shine,
With lily, germander, and sops in wine.
With sweet-brier
And bon-fire
And strawberry-wire
And columbine."
"When Aubrey did live there lived no poor,The lord and the beggar on roots did dineWith lily, germander, and sops in wine.With sweet-brierAnd bon-fire,And strawberry-wire,And columbine."
"When Aubrey did live there lived no poor,
The lord and the beggar on roots did dine
With lily, germander, and sops in wine.
With sweet-brier
And bon-fire,
And strawberry-wire,
And columbine."
"There are windfalls of dreams, there's a wolf in the stars,And Life is a nymph who will never be thine,With lily, germander, and sops in wine.With sweet-brier,And bon-fire,And strawberry-wire,And columbine."
"There are windfalls of dreams, there's a wolf in the stars,
And Life is a nymph who will never be thine,
With lily, germander, and sops in wine.
With sweet-brier,
And bon-fire,
And strawberry-wire,
And columbine."