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Or earthquake shake, or civil war; When tidal wave wash far in from the shore, The gravedigger's wife takes comfort on earth: There'll be food on the table, There'll be fire in the hearth.
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Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 10:53 AM UTC
When the plague comes
Or earthquake shake, or civil war; When tidal wave wash far in from the shore, The gravedigger's wife takes comfort on earth: There'll be food on the table, There'll be fire in the hearth.
don-bouchard
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Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 10:53 AM UTC
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