Italian

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Momus - Pop

Italian

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Wax rammish, white herrings Awash with yellow derring-do His countenance as purple as the dawn So I could pluck a crow, wrapped up in brimming hampers Betwixt the bark and beamish, in my little craft I cast the dice and witness more towardsness The secret place where man might hang a jewel Your pinches, your pearls, superfluous interlacings Your flowery jaggings, puffings-up and black within Where shall you live but hell, amidst the hags and devils When purple piper knuckles down to trill Where shall you live but hell, amidst the hags and devils When purple piper knuckles down to trill Expenses, apprentices, the skull and all its striplings The maidenheads of rotten courtesans A Frenchman, a wrenchman, a slaughterer displeasures him His countenance as purple as the dawn Italian, I'll wager, the son of John Indifferent The young boys take their pleasure up and down Where shall you live but hell, amidst the hags and devils When purple piper knuckles down to trill Wax rammish, white herrings Awash with yellow derring-do His countenance as purple as the dawn So I could pluck a crow, wrapped up in brimming hampers Betwixt the bark and beamish, in my little craft Where shall you live but hell, amidst the hags and devils When purple piper knuckles down to trill Where shall you live but hell, amidst the hags and devils Italian, I'll wager, within

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