One stabbe could not fierce Cato's Life unty
Another.
One stabbe could not fierce Cato 's Life unty;
Onely his hand of all that wound did dy;
Deeper his Fingers tear to make a way
Open, through which his mighty Soul might stray.
Fortune made this delay to let us know,
That Cato 's hand more then his Sword could do.
One stabbe could not fierce Cato 's Life unty;
Onely his hand of all that wound did dy;
Deeper his Fingers tear to make a way
Open, through which his mighty Soul might stray.
Fortune made this delay to let us know,
That Cato 's hand more then his Sword could do.
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