English Lyrics Chaucer to Poe 1340-1809 |
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... unto this day . With Skelton came the turn . The age of Henry VIII . was lyrically given ; and , if in the long run one think little of Wyatt , one re- members that the King himself wrote verses , and sang them , one makes the best one ...
... unto this day . With Skelton came the turn . The age of Henry VIII . was lyrically given ; and , if in the long run one think little of Wyatt , one re- members that the King himself wrote verses , and sang them , one makes the best one ...
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... unto her grace . ' III A song of wordës but a few , Somewhat his woful herte for to light . And when he was from every mannës sight , With softë voice he , of his lady dear , That was absent , gan sing as ye may hear : - ' O star , of ...
... unto her grace . ' III A song of wordës but a few , Somewhat his woful herte for to light . And when he was from every mannës sight , With softë voice he , of his lady dear , That was absent , gan sing as ye may hear : - ' O star , of ...
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... Unto the dead goes all Estates , Princes , Prelates , and Potestates , Both rich and poor of all degree : Timor Mortis conturbat me . He takes the knights in to the field , Enarmèd under helm and shield ; Victor he is at all mellee ...
... Unto the dead goes all Estates , Princes , Prelates , and Potestates , Both rich and poor of all degree : Timor Mortis conturbat me . He takes the knights in to the field , Enarmèd under helm and shield ; Victor he is at all mellee ...
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... unto myself I say : - -'When we shall meet , But little while shall seem this pain , the joy shall be so sweet ! ' Ye winds , I you conjúre , in chiefest of your rage , That ye my lord me safely send , my sorrows to assuage , And that I ...
... unto myself I say : - -'When we shall meet , But little while shall seem this pain , the joy shall be so sweet ! ' Ye winds , I you conjúre , in chiefest of your rage , That ye my lord me safely send , my sorrows to assuage , And that I ...
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... Unto the time I see I My sweet again . go , and wot not where , I wander here and there , I weep and sich right sair , With panës smart : Now must I pass away , away , In wilderness and wildsome way- Alace ! this woful day We should ...
... Unto the time I see I My sweet again . go , and wot not where , I wander here and there , I weep and sich right sair , With panës smart : Now must I pass away , away , In wilderness and wildsome way- Alace ! this woful day We should ...
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English Lyrics: Chaucer to Poe; 1340 1809 (Classic Reprint) William Ernest Henley No preview available - 2018 |
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