I hate this wretched willow soul of mine, patiently enduring, plaited or twisted by other hands.
I hate this wretched willow soul of mine, patiently enduring, plaited or twisted by other hands.
His whole life is an epigram smart, smooth and neatly penned, Plaited quite neat to catch applause, with a hang noose at the end.
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