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... arm , And locked him up in the room ; Then did he bleed all the live - long day , Until the next day at noon . He then bethought him of a casement there , Thinking for to get down ; He was so weak he could not leap , He could not get ...
... arm , And locked him up in the room ; Then did he bleed all the live - long day , Until the next day at noon . He then bethought him of a casement there , Thinking for to get down ; He was so weak he could not leap , He could not get ...
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... arm'd men , On the dowie houms of Yarrow . " O come ye here to part your land , The bonny forest thorough ? Or come ye here to wield your brand , On the dowie houms of Yarrow ? " " I come not here to part my land , And neither to beg ...
... arm'd men , On the dowie houms of Yarrow . " O come ye here to part your land , The bonny forest thorough ? Or come ye here to wield your brand , On the dowie houms of Yarrow ? " " I come not here to part my land , And neither to beg ...
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... To guard against her mother's harm ; - That mother , poor , and sick , and lame , Who daily , by the old arm - chair , Folded her withered hands in prayer ; - Who turned , in Salem's dreary jail , Her worn 80 ONE HUNDRED NARRATIVE POEMS.
... To guard against her mother's harm ; - That mother , poor , and sick , and lame , Who daily , by the old arm - chair , Folded her withered hands in prayer ; - Who turned , in Salem's dreary jail , Her worn 80 ONE HUNDRED NARRATIVE POEMS.
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... arm : " Dear Mabel , this no more shall be ; Who scoffs at you , must scoff at me . " You know rough Esek Harden well ; And if he seems no suitor gay , And if his hair is touched with gray , " The maiden grown shall never find His heart ...
... arm : " Dear Mabel , this no more shall be ; Who scoffs at you , must scoff at me . " You know rough Esek Harden well ; And if he seems no suitor gay , And if his hair is touched with gray , " The maiden grown shall never find His heart ...
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... arm , and from his lip the blood . " Father ! " at length , he murmured low , and wept like childhood then : Talk not of grief till thou hast seen the tears of warlike men ! He thought on all his glorious hopes , and all his young ...
... arm , and from his lip the blood . " Father ! " at length , he murmured low , and wept like childhood then : Talk not of grief till thou hast seen the tears of warlike men ! He thought on all his glorious hopes , and all his young ...
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