Winthrop Mackworth Praed Quotes

Dame Fortune is a fickle gipsy, And always blind, and often tipsy; Sometimes for years and years together, She 'll bless you with the sunniest weather, Bestowing honour, pudding, pence, You can't imagine why or whence; Then in a moment Presto, pass! Your joys are withered like the grass
Winthrop Mackworth Praed
Winthrop Mackworth Praed

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