Ballade: Du Concours De Blois (Francoise Villon Poems)
I'm dying of thirst beside the fountain,Hot as fire, and with chattering teeth:In my own land, I'm in a far ...
I'm dying of thirst beside the fountain,Hot as fire, and with chattering teeth:In my own land, I'm in a far ...
EpitaphHere there lies, and sleeps in the grave,One whom Love killed with his scorn,A poor little scholar in every way,He ...
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