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Two Gentlemen That Broke Their Prom
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There is no faith in claret, and it shall Henceforth with me be held apocryphal. I'll trust a small-beer promise, nay, a troth Washed in the Thames, before a French wine oath. That grape, they say, is binding; yes, 'tis so, And it has made your souls thus costive too. Circe transformed the Greeks; no hard design, For some can do as much with claret wine Upon themselves; witness you two, allowed
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