The Riddles of Heraclitus and Democritus | ||
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[Let neuer woonder fill your head]
Let neuer woonder fill your head,For sure the case is plaine and cleere,
By slug gish keeping of my bed,
I lost a thousand pound a yeere:
My brother rose, and did it get,
And I am to his keeping set.
The Riddles of Heraclitus and Democritus | ||