A people who souls are so little tuned to joy

A people whose souls are so little tuned to joy.

Earl of Sandwhich . . .You shall either die of the pox or on the gallows
John Wilkes . . . That sir depends on whether I embrace your mistress or your politics

I have too great a soul to die like a criminal

Life can then little else supply but a few good fucks and then you die.

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