Th' have left thee naked, Lord,O that they had! Thisgarment too I would they had denied. Thee with thyself they have too richly clad, Opening the purple wardrobe of thy side. O never could be found garments too good For thee to wear, but these, of thine own blood.
Hullo, Polly, my love, can you hear the dumb goose-hiss of the wives as they huddle and peck or flounce at a Thomas waddle away? Who cuddled you when? Which of their gandering hubbies moaned in Milk Wood for your naughty mothering arms and body like a wardrobe, love?
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