I sat upon the shoreFishing, with the arid plain behind me 424Shall I at least set my lands in order?London Bridge is falling down falling down falling downPoi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina 427Quando fiam uti chelidon - O swallow swallow 428Le Prince d'Aquitaine à la tour abolie 429These fragments I have shored against my ruinsWhy then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe. 431Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata. 401Shantih shantih shantih 433$15/foot * 5000sf
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