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Whate'er my future years may be,
Let joy or grief my fate betide,
(The Spanish Student).
And will not cool
E. B. Browning.
I and my darling, unafraid ;
We two are one in faith and prayer,
O woman! in our hours of ease
Walter Scott (Marmion).
Dear my lord ! Make me acquainted with your cause of grief.
'Shakespeare (Julius Cæsar).
The children noisy grubs,
Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must have you Play the housewife with me this afternoon.
Let the gossips say all that they can;
I will remain