Work-Book

1   T-I|    begging help, in prayer, forgetting his skills.~Wherever I look,
2 T-III|  you pass happy hours there forgetting me?~Not you, I know it.
3  T-IV|   of feeling carries me on, forgetting myself, ~ah, how close I’
4  T-IV|  relying on its own powers.~Forgetting myself and my life of leisure~
5   T-V|  seeing them, hearing them, forgetting those he loves:~and would
6   T-V| anyone could convict you of forgetting a friend.~The threads of
7  ExII|     lifts the same weapons, forgetting his old wound.~The shipwrecked