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Page 54
Who take the ruffian billows by the top , Even such a man , so faint , so spiritless , Curling their monstrous heads , and hanging So dull , so dead in look , so woe - begone , them Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night ...
Who take the ruffian billows by the top , Even such a man , so faint , so spiritless , Curling their monstrous heads , and hanging So dull , so dead in look , so woe - begone , them Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night ...
Page 295
Ah , no ! he is dead , and laid in his grave , Who planted thee , For ever to remain . And thou , like him , immortal shalt be . “ His cheek was redder than the rose ; Ye trees of the forest , so rampant and high , The comeliest youth ...
Ah , no ! he is dead , and laid in his grave , Who planted thee , For ever to remain . And thou , like him , immortal shalt be . “ His cheek was redder than the rose ; Ye trees of the forest , so rampant and high , The comeliest youth ...
Page 329
Pale William shook in every limb , The bridemen flock'd round Lucy , dead , Then , raving , left his bed . And all the village wept . He hied him to the fatal place Compassion , shame , remorse , despair , Where Marg'ret's body lay ...
Pale William shook in every limb , The bridemen flock'd round Lucy , dead , Then , raving , left his bed . And all the village wept . He hied him to the fatal place Compassion , shame , remorse , despair , Where Marg'ret's body lay ...
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