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11. Whenever the cruel hand of death

First Line:: Whenever the cruel hand of death
Last Line:: Hear this ye fair for you yourselves are clay
DMI number:: 35993

12. Wit e'nt a flash of fancy which sometimes

First Line:: Wit e'nt a flash of fancy which sometimes
Last Line:: True wit is everlasting like the sun
Author:: John Sheffield (Absolute)
DMI number:: 5616