THE EPITAPH IN FORM OF A BALLADE … WHICH VILLON MADE FOR HIMSELF AND HIS COMPANIONSWHEN EXPECTING TO BE HANGED WITH THEM ROT HERS who yet are living, mortal men,Speak not of us with wrath and bitter tongue,Since if your souls for us are filled with painThe more will Gods grace fall your hearts among.You see us here upon the gibbets…
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