Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Maybe elsewhere, but here in Poland, that most unmelancholy of nations, he's God's gift to the patriot.
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Maybe elsewhere, but here in Poland, that most unmelancholy of nations, he's God's gift to the patriot.
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