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... fair Were playing at the ba ' , And out then cam the fair Janet , Ance the flower amang them a ' . Four and twenty ladies fair Were playing at the chess 28.
... fair Were playing at the ba ' , And out then cam the fair Janet , Ance the flower amang them a ' . Four and twenty ladies fair Were playing at the chess 28.
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... fair Janet , As green as onie glass . Out then spak an auld grey knight , Lay o'er the castle wa ' , And says , ' Alas , fair Janet , for thee , But we'll be blamed a ' . ' ' Haud your tongue , ye auld faced knight , Some ill death may ...
... fair Janet , As green as onie glass . Out then spak an auld grey knight , Lay o'er the castle wa ' , And says , ' Alas , fair Janet , for thee , But we'll be blamed a ' . ' ' Haud your tongue , ye auld faced knight , Some ill death may ...
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... fair and good : But all that fair and good in thy divine Semblance , and in thy beauty's heavenly ray United I beheld : no fair to thine Equivalent or second , which compelled Me thus , though importune perhaps , to come And gaze , and ...
... fair and good : But all that fair and good in thy divine Semblance , and in thy beauty's heavenly ray United I beheld : no fair to thine Equivalent or second , which compelled Me thus , though importune perhaps , to come And gaze , and ...
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GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1340?1400 | 1 |
ROBERT HENRYSON c 14301506 | 7 |
ANONYMOUS | 15 |
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