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... So loud y - sang , that all the wood y - rang , Like as it should shiver in pieces smale ; And as me thoughten that the nightingale With so great might her voice began out - wrest Right as her heart for love would all to - brest .
... So loud y - sang , that all the wood y - rang , Like as it should shiver in pieces smale ; And as me thoughten that the nightingale With so great might her voice began out - wrest Right as her heart for love would all to - brest .
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... Turn'd only to the grove his horse's reins , The grove I nam'd before ; and lighting there , A woodbine garland sought to crown his hair ; Then turn'd his face against the rising day , And rais'd his voice to welcome in the May .
... Turn'd only to the grove his horse's reins , The grove I nam'd before ; and lighting there , A woodbine garland sought to crown his hair ; Then turn'd his face against the rising day , And rais'd his voice to welcome in the May .
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... Quhois gilt tresses shone so wonder clear , That all the world take comfort far and near.- And , as the blissful son of cherarchy * , The fowlis sung through comfort of the light ; The birdis did with open voices cry , " O Lovers ...
... Quhois gilt tresses shone so wonder clear , That all the world take comfort far and near.- And , as the blissful son of cherarchy * , The fowlis sung through comfort of the light ; The birdis did with open voices cry , " O Lovers ...
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I was then a child , but his looks and his voice cannot well be forgotten ; and while I write this I behold him as distinctly as I did when I stood at my father's . knee , and heard the bard repeat his Tam O ' Shan- ter .
I was then a child , but his looks and his voice cannot well be forgotten ; and while I write this I behold him as distinctly as I did when I stood at my father's . knee , and heard the bard repeat his Tam O ' Shan- ter .
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... whose voice was to gladden them no more . His last moments have never been described : he had laid his head quietly on the pillow awaiting dissolution , when his attendant reminded him of his medicine , and held the cup to his lip .
... whose voice was to gladden them no more . His last moments have never been described : he had laid his head quietly on the pillow awaiting dissolution , when his attendant reminded him of his medicine , and held the cup to his lip .
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