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Page 172
The night drave on wi ' sangs and clatter , And aye the ale was growing better : The landlady and Tam grew gracious , Wi ' secret favours , sweet , and precious ; The souter tauld his queerest stories ; The landlord's laugh was ready ...
The night drave on wi ' sangs and clatter , And aye the ale was growing better : The landlady and Tam grew gracious , Wi ' secret favours , sweet , and precious ; The souter tauld his queerest stories ; The landlord's laugh was ready ...
Page 281
Lear And now each night , and all night long , Over those plains still roams the Dong ; And above the wail of the Chimp and Snipe You may hear the squeak of his plaintive pipe While ever he seeks , but seeks in vain To meet with his ...
Lear And now each night , and all night long , Over those plains still roams the Dong ; And above the wail of the Chimp and Snipe You may hear the squeak of his plaintive pipe While ever he seeks , but seeks in vain To meet with his ...
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Moreover Petraja is cold this spring : Be our feast to - night as usual here ! And then to himself – ' Which night shall bring Thy bride to her lover's embraces , fool - Or I am the fool , and thou art the king !
Moreover Petraja is cold this spring : Be our feast to - night as usual here ! And then to himself – ' Which night shall bring Thy bride to her lover's embraces , fool - Or I am the fool , and thou art the king !
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