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inhumandogVirgins promised when I died,
That they would each primrose-tide
Duly, morn and evening, come,
And with flowers dress my tomb.
--Having promised, pay your debts
Maids, and here strew violets.
[Private to the Marquis]
It has been a week, has it not? Now what?
[Private to Judas]
How are you faring?
That they would each primrose-tide
Duly, morn and evening, come,
And with flowers dress my tomb.
--Having promised, pay your debts
Maids, and here strew violets.
[Private to the Marquis]
It has been a week, has it not? Now what?
[Private to Judas]
How are you faring?
