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My first thought was, he lied in every word,239 lines, 14 comments - Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs,
The not-incurious in God's handiwork312 lines, 1 comment - I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave!
You need not clap your torches to my face.392 lines - Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare,
The house for me, no doubt, were a house in the city-square;64 lines - Let us begin and carry up this corpse,
Singing together.149 lines, 3 comments - But do not let us quarrel any more,
No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once:267 lines, 1 comment
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