And finally Winter, with its bitin', whinin' wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow.
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And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin' brown and golden under...
I know the law... I am it's greatest transgressor.
Hang 'em first, try 'em later.
You have been tried by twelve good men and true, not of your peers but...
Gentlemen, I find the law very explicit on murdering your fellow man, but there's nothing...
Time will pass and seasons will come and go.