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What d ' ye leave to your sister , Lord Randal , my son ? What d'ye leave to your sister , my handsome young man ? " 30 “ My gold and my silver ; mother , mak my bed soon , For I'm sick at the heart , and I fain wad lie down .
What d ' ye leave to your sister , Lord Randal , my son ? What d'ye leave to your sister , my handsome young man ? " 30 “ My gold and my silver ; mother , mak my bed soon , For I'm sick at the heart , and I fain wad lie down .
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Alas ! as well as other princes , we -Who prince enough in one another beMust leave at last in death these eyes and ears , 15 Oft fed with true oaths , and with sweet salt tears ; But souls where nothing dwells but love ( All other ...
Alas ! as well as other princes , we -Who prince enough in one another beMust leave at last in death these eyes and ears , 15 Oft fed with true oaths , and with sweet salt tears ; But souls where nothing dwells but love ( All other ...
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15 20 THE SCHOLAR - GIPSY There was very lately a lad in the University of Oxford , who was by his poverty forced to leave his studies there , and at last to join himself to a company of vagabond gipsies . Among these extravagant people ...
15 20 THE SCHOLAR - GIPSY There was very lately a lad in the University of Oxford , who was by his poverty forced to leave his studies there , and at last to join himself to a company of vagabond gipsies . Among these extravagant people ...
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EARLY LYRICS OF UNKNOWN AUTHORSHIP | 3 |
JOLLY GOOD ALE AND | 9 |
JOHN KEATS 17951821 | 22 |
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