Daily quote by John Skelton

• When I remember again
  How my Philip was slain,
  Never half the pain
  Was between you twain,
  Pyramus and Thisbe,
  As then befell to me.
  I wept and I wailed,
  The tearės down hailed,
  But nothing it availed
  To call Philip again
  Whom Gib, our cat, hath slain.
  
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