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Page 365
O my dear , O my dear . ' Have no lit candles in your room , ' That lovely lady said , ' That I at midnight by the clock , May creep into your bed , For if I saw myself creep in I think I should drop dead . ' O my dear , O my dear .
O my dear , O my dear . ' Have no lit candles in your room , ' That lovely lady said , ' That I at midnight by the clock , May creep into your bed , For if I saw myself creep in I think I should drop dead . ' O my dear , O my dear .
Page 366
O my dear , O my dear . ' No , not another song , ' said he , ' Because my lady came A year ago for the first time At midnight to my room , And I must lie between the sheets When the clock begins to chime . ' O my dear , O my dear .
O my dear , O my dear . ' No , not another song , ' said he , ' Because my lady came A year ago for the first time At midnight to my room , And I must lie between the sheets When the clock begins to chime . ' O my dear , O my dear .
Page 367
O my dear , O my dear . He bade them take and bury her Beside her lady's man , And set a rose - tree on her grave , And now none living can , When they have plucked a rose there , Know where its roots began . O my dear , O my dear .
O my dear , O my dear . He bade them take and bury her Beside her lady's man , And set a rose - tree on her grave , And now none living can , When they have plucked a rose there , Know where its roots began . O my dear , O my dear .
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Contents
I | 1 |
John SKBLTON c 14601529 | 12 |
SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 15541586 | 56 |
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Bibliographic information
| Title | The Penguin Book of Narrative Verse Part 49 of The Penguin poets |
| Editor | David Herbert |
| Publisher | Middlesex, 1960 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 27 Feb 2005 |
| Length | 462 pages |
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