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... grave ; Sparit is nocht their facultie : - Timor Mortis conturbat me . He has done petuously devour The noble Chaucer , of makaris flour , The Monk of Bury , and Gower , all three : - Timor Mortis conturbat me . sowkand ] sucking ...
... grave ; Sparit is nocht their facultie : - Timor Mortis conturbat me . He has done petuously devour The noble Chaucer , of makaris flour , The Monk of Bury , and Gower , all three : - Timor Mortis conturbat me . sowkand ] sucking ...
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... grave in marble stone , My song may pierce her heart as soon : Should we then sing , or sigh , or moan ? No , no , my lute ! for I have done . The rocks do not so cruelly Repulse the waves continually , As she my suit and affection ; So ...
... grave in marble stone , My song may pierce her heart as soon : Should we then sing , or sigh , or moan ? No , no , my lute ! for I have done . The rocks do not so cruelly Repulse the waves continually , As she my suit and affection ; So ...
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... grave , When we have wander'd all our ways , Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth , this grave , this dust , My God shall raise me up , I trust . EDMUND SPENSER Whilst it is prime 1552-1599 FRESH Spring , the herald of ...
... grave , When we have wander'd all our ways , Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth , this grave , this dust , My God shall raise me up , I trust . EDMUND SPENSER Whilst it is prime 1552-1599 FRESH Spring , the herald of ...
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... grave To weep there ! 135 . Under the Greenwood Tree Amiens sings : INDER the greenwood tree , UND Who loves to lie with me , And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat , 134. cypres ] crape . Come hither , come hither , come ...
... grave To weep there ! 135 . Under the Greenwood Tree Amiens sings : INDER the greenwood tree , UND Who loves to lie with me , And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat , 134. cypres ] crape . Come hither , come hither , come ...
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... Nor no witchcraft charm thee ! Ghost unlaid forbear thee ! Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have ; And renowned be thy grave ! 141 . Bridal Song ROSES , their sharp spines being 185 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
... Nor no witchcraft charm thee ! Ghost unlaid forbear thee ! Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have ; And renowned be thy grave ! 141 . Bridal Song ROSES , their sharp spines being 185 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
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