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Then out and spake the first o ' them , ' I bear the sword shall gar him die . ' And out and spake the second o ' them , ' His father has nae mair than he . ' And out and spake the third o ' them , ' I wot that they are lovers dear .
Then out and spake the first o ' them , ' I bear the sword shall gar him die . ' And out and spake the second o ' them , ' His father has nae mair than he . ' And out and spake the third o ' them , ' I wot that they are lovers dear .
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But up spake proud Lord Percy , then , And O but he spake hie ! I am the lord of this castle , And my wife's the lady gay . ' on Anonymous * If you are the lord of this castle 45 The Battle of Otterburn 25 27.
But up spake proud Lord Percy , then , And O but he spake hie ! I am the lord of this castle , And my wife's the lady gay . ' on Anonymous * If you are the lord of this castle 45 The Battle of Otterburn 25 27.
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Still she spake on and still she spake of power , “ Which in all action is the end of all ; Power fitted to the season : wisdom - bred And throned of wisdom – from all neighbour a vale 1 crowns Alliance and allegiance , till thy hand ...
Still she spake on and still she spake of power , “ Which in all action is the end of all ; Power fitted to the season : wisdom - bred And throned of wisdom – from all neighbour a vale 1 crowns Alliance and allegiance , till thy hand ...
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