To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
I would that you were my own. " Blueskin, meanwhile, having drained and replenished his glass, commenced chaunting a snatch of a ballad:— Once on a time, as I've heard tell. The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. One could go to him and tell him one loved him.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIyMi4xMDkuMjEzIC0gMTAtMDYtMjAyNCAwMzo1MTozNiAtIDY4MTgyNDUxMw==
This video was uploaded to erdmanporsche.com on 08-06-2024 21:50:28
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7