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... true ; Methocht yon otter gart me bleid , And buir me backwart from my sted ; But heir I vow to God soverane , 15 17 18 That I sall never just 19 agane . And sweitlie to the Squiyre said , Thou knawis 20 the cunning 21 that we made ...
... true ; Methocht yon otter gart me bleid , And buir me backwart from my sted ; But heir I vow to God soverane , 15 17 18 That I sall never just 19 agane . And sweitlie to the Squiyre said , Thou knawis 20 the cunning 21 that we made ...
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... true oves , For them they'll see nae n.air . O lang , lang , may the ladyes sit , Wi ' their fans into their hand , Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand ! WN3 And lang , lang , may the maidens sit , With their ...
... true oves , For them they'll see nae n.air . O lang , lang , may the ladyes sit , Wi ' their fans into their hand , Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand ! WN3 And lang , lang , may the maidens sit , With their ...
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... true life : that is to live To rest secure , and not rise up to grieve . Thou sitt'st at home safe by thy quiet fire , And hear'st of others ' harms , but fearest none , And there thou tell'st of kings , and who aspire , Who fall , who ...
... true life : that is to live To rest secure , and not rise up to grieve . Thou sitt'st at home safe by thy quiet fire , And hear'st of others ' harms , but fearest none , And there thou tell'st of kings , and who aspire , Who fall , who ...
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... true - felt woe ; Orf , deaf god , thou do deny that grace , Come as thou wilt , and what thou wilt bequeath ; I long to kiss the image of my death . IR NEW CHAPTER V. PHILOSOPHY AND PROSE LITERATURE REIGNS OF A. D. 1585-1649 .. 99 ...
... true - felt woe ; Orf , deaf god , thou do deny that grace , Come as thou wilt , and what thou wilt bequeath ; I long to kiss the image of my death . IR NEW CHAPTER V. PHILOSOPHY AND PROSE LITERATURE REIGNS OF A. D. 1585-1649 .. 99 ...
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... true ; as if it were a praise to know what might be said , and not what should be thought . Some have certain common - places and themes , wherein they are good , and want variety : which kind of poverty is for the most part tedious ...
... true ; as if it were a praise to know what might be said , and not what should be thought . Some have certain common - places and themes , wherein they are good , and want variety : which kind of poverty is for the most part tedious ...
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