Quote #4

'That 's eight times to-day that you 've kissed me before.' 'Then here goes another,' says he, 'to make sure, For there 's luck in odd numbers,' says Rory O'More.

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  1. For dhrames always go by conthraries, my dear.
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  3. Sure my love is all crost Like a bud in the frost And there's no use at all in my going to bed, For 't is dhrames and not slape that comes …
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  5. And with my advice, faith I wish you'd take me.
  6. Sure the shovel and tongs To each other belongs.

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