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... sweet each bird sings a song the thrustle cock threatens ever 10 their 11 woodrow 12 these 13 wonderfully many 15 weal WOO 25 runs 14 look 16 puts on 17 redness 18 vigorously 19 mends 20 complexion 21 beautiful 22 thyme 23 these wild ...
... sweet each bird sings a song the thrustle cock threatens ever 10 their 11 woodrow 12 these 13 wonderfully many 15 weal WOO 25 runs 14 look 16 puts on 17 redness 18 vigorously 19 mends 20 complexion 21 beautiful 22 thyme 23 these wild ...
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... sweet love , whilst it is prime ; For none can call again the passed time . LXXIX Men call you fair , and you do credit it , For that yourself ye daily such do see : But the true fair , that is the gentle wit And virtuous mind , is much ...
... sweet love , whilst it is prime ; For none can call again the passed time . LXXIX Men call you fair , and you do credit it , For that yourself ye daily such do see : But the true fair , that is the gentle wit And virtuous mind , is much ...
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... Sweet Thames ! run softly , till I end my song . With that I saw two swans of goodly hue Come softly swimming down along the Lee ; Two fairer birds I yet did never see ; The snow , which doth the top of Pindus strew , Did never whiter ...
... Sweet Thames ! run softly , till I end my song . With that I saw two swans of goodly hue Come softly swimming down along the Lee ; Two fairer birds I yet did never see ; The snow , which doth the top of Pindus strew , Did never whiter ...
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... Sweet Thames ! run softly , till I end my song . At length they all to merry London came , To merry London , my most kindly nurse , That to me gave this life's first native source ; Though from another place I take my name , 130 An ...
... Sweet Thames ! run softly , till I end my song . At length they all to merry London came , To merry London , my most kindly nurse , That to me gave this life's first native source ; Though from another place I take my name , 130 An ...
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... sweet content , To this day's merriment . Ah ! my dear love , why do ye sleep thus long , When meeter were that ye should now awake , T ' await the coming of your joyous make , And hearken to the birds ' love - learned song , The dewy ...
... sweet content , To this day's merriment . Ah ! my dear love , why do ye sleep thus long , When meeter were that ye should now awake , T ' await the coming of your joyous make , And hearken to the birds ' love - learned song , The dewy ...
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