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1 EARLY LYRICS OF UNKNOWN AUTHORSHIP SUMER IS ICUMEN IN Sumer is icumen in , Lhudè sing cuccu ; Groweth sed and bloweth med And springth the wudè nu . Sing cuccu ! Awè bleteth after lomb , Lhouth after calvè cu ; Bulluc sterteth , buckè ...
1 EARLY LYRICS OF UNKNOWN AUTHORSHIP SUMER IS ICUMEN IN Sumer is icumen in , Lhudè sing cuccu ; Groweth sed and bloweth med And springth the wudè nu . Sing cuccu ! Awè bleteth after lomb , Lhouth after calvè cu ; Bulluc sterteth , buckè ...
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IN OBITUM M.S. , X MAII , 1614 May ! be thou never graced with birds that sing , Nor Flora's pride ! In thee all flowers and roses spring , Mine only died . ROBERT HERRICK ( 1591-1674 ) THE ARGUMENT OF HIS BOOK I sing of Brooks ...
IN OBITUM M.S. , X MAII , 1614 May ! be thou never graced with birds that sing , Nor Flora's pride ! In thee all flowers and roses spring , Mine only died . ROBERT HERRICK ( 1591-1674 ) THE ARGUMENT OF HIS BOOK I sing of Brooks ...
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10 15 An aged man is but a paltry thing , A tattered coat upon a stick , unless Soul clap its hands and sing , and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress , Nor is there singing school but studying Monuments of its own ...
10 15 An aged man is but a paltry thing , A tattered coat upon a stick , unless Soul clap its hands and sing , and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress , Nor is there singing school but studying Monuments of its own ...
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EARLY LYRICS OF UNKNOWN AUTHORSHIP | 3 |
JOLLY GOOD ALE AND | 9 |
JOHN KEATS 17951821 | 22 |
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