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Where the robber may cheer His spirit with beer, And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles! III. A deep silence, however, now prevailed, broken only by the tolling of the bells of Newgate and St. How much he would be able to do for her. " "Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land lies. ‘Espèce de bête,’ she snarled.
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