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With her Miss Howe came there by chance , Nor knows with whom or why she comes along . Far off from these see Santlow fam'd for dance , And frolic Bicknell and her sister young , With other names by me not to be nam'd , Much lov'd in ...
With her Miss Howe came there by chance , Nor knows with whom or why she comes along . Far off from these see Santlow fam'd for dance , And frolic Bicknell and her sister young , With other names by me not to be nam'd , Much lov'd in ...
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When she is by , I leave my work , I love her so sincerely ; My master comes like any Turk , And bangs me most severely : But let him bang his bellyful , I'll bear it all for Sally ; She is the darling of my heart , And she lives in our ...
When she is by , I leave my work , I love her so sincerely ; My master comes like any Turk , And bangs me most severely : But let him bang his bellyful , I'll bear it all for Sally ; She is the darling of my heart , And she lives in our ...
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Then let us pray that come it may , As come it will for a ' that ; That sense and worth , o'er a ' the earth , May bear the gree , an'a ' that . For a ' that , and a ' that , It's comin ' yet , for a ' that , That man to man the warld ...
Then let us pray that come it may , As come it will for a ' that ; That sense and worth , o'er a ' the earth , May bear the gree , an'a ' that . For a ' that , and a ' that , It's comin ' yet , for a ' that , That man to man the warld ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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