Vulgar words in The Heptalogia (Page 1)
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V Yes, but you now, look, You, the rouged stage female With a crook, Chalked Arcadian sham, You that made my soul's sleep's dream ail-- Your soul fit to damn?
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craves two things-- wheat And flesh likewise--man's gluttonous--damn his eyes!
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There's an error joy winks at and grief half condones, Or life's counterpoint grates the C major of discords-- 'Tis man's choice 'twixt sluts rose-crowned and queens age dethrones.
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I don't like to break off, any more than you wish me to stop: but my fate is Not to vent half a million such rhymes without blockheads exclaiming-- JAM SATIS.