Songs and Lyrics By Joseph Skipsey. Collected and Revised |
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With Loaded Dice. |
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With Loaded Dice.
Well, thou with loaded dice hast won
The prize for which thou long hast played;
And I am left with heart undone,
To mourn what gold galore outweighed.
The prize for which thou long hast played;
And I am left with heart undone,
To mourn what gold galore outweighed.
Yet, on the heights thy feat go vaunt,
While in the vale I rue the past;
The thought of one dark deed will haunt
And hurl thee at my feet at last.
While in the vale I rue the past;
The thought of one dark deed will haunt
And hurl thee at my feet at last.
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