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The Jolly Young Waterman a And did you not hear of a jolly young waterman , Who at Blackfriars Bridge used for to ply ; And he feathered his oars with such skill and dexterity , Winning each heart and ...
The Jolly Young Waterman a And did you not hear of a jolly young waterman , Who at Blackfriars Bridge used for to ply ; And he feathered his oars with such skill and dexterity , Winning each heart and ...
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There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far , That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar . ' The bride kissed the goblet : the knight took it up , He quaffed off the wine , and he threw down the cup .
There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far , That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar . ' The bride kissed the goblet : the knight took it up , He quaffed off the wine , and he threw down the cup .
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To a Young Ass , Its mother being tethered near it Poor little Foal of an oppressed race ! I love the languid patience of thy face : And oft with gentle hand I give thee bread , And clap thy ragged coat , and pat thy head .
To a Young Ass , Its mother being tethered near it Poor little Foal of an oppressed race ! I love the languid patience of thy face : And oft with gentle hand I give thee bread , And clap thy ragged coat , and pat thy head .
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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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