Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased.
Ditto.
My way of life is fallen into the sere, the yellow leaf.
Ditto.
I’ll make assurance doubly sure.
Ditto.
Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won.
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased.
Ditto.
My way of life is fallen into the sere, the yellow leaf.
Ditto.
I’ll make assurance doubly sure.
Ditto.
Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won.