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On St Crispin's dayBardic vaunting of Crispin's dayCries deadly shaft not cerub's feather T'was not love laid bleed in the frey On the feast of the Saint of leather But still life's warmed by sun shafted ray Neither shame nor glory last forever And to mark your living let me prey That joy and your life be bound together |
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