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Page 48
... Till a ' the fray was done . When stout Sir Hugh wi ' Percy met , I wat he was right keen ; They swakked their swords , till sair they swat , And the blood ran them between . ' O yield thee , Percy , ' said Sir 48.
... Till a ' the fray was done . When stout Sir Hugh wi ' Percy met , I wat he was right keen ; They swakked their swords , till sair they swat , And the blood ran them between . ' O yield thee , Percy , ' said Sir 48.
Page 262
... Till I scarcely more than muttered , ' Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me , as my ... till his songs one burden bore - Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore , Of " Never - nevermore " . Poe ...
... Till I scarcely more than muttered , ' Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me , as my ... till his songs one burden bore - Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore , Of " Never - nevermore " . Poe ...
Page 369
... till Danny came , From Bangor making way , And he was damning moon and stars And whistling grand and gay . Till in a gap of hazel glen – And not a hare in sight - Out lepped the nine - and - twenty lads Along his left and right . Then ...
... till Danny came , From Bangor making way , And he was damning moon and stars And whistling grand and gay . Till in a gap of hazel glen – And not a hare in sight - Out lepped the nine - and - twenty lads Along his left and right . Then ...
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SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 15541586 | 56 |
Contents SAMUEL DANIEL 15631619 | 61 |
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